While Huang Qinglong and Wang Xi were speaking, they saw a man and a woman entering the first floor of the restaurant.
As the two walked in, the waiter greeted them with extreme respect, clearly apprehensive about the young man's identity.
The young man was quite handsome, but his face was somewhat pale, clearly because of his indulgent lifestyle.
Beside him was a beautiful girl decked out in branded clothing, carrying a handbag worth fifty to sixty thousand.
"Speak of the devil."
Huang Qinglong gave Wang Xi a light smile and then quickly stepped forward to greet Yang Bo obsequiously, "Young Master Bo."
Yang Bo nodded slightly as a response, but his gaze was very indifferent, clearly indicating that his status was much higher than that of Huang Qinglong.
Huang Qinglong did not mind Yang Bo's attitude, but with a twinkle in his eye, he said, "Young Master Bo, may I have a word in private?"