Are you turning a deaf ear to my words? -

five minutes later.
A row of black Rolls-Royces poured into the parking lot of Xinshui Tea House. A middle-aged man in a black suit, surrounded by bodyguards in suits, hurried upstairs.
Soon, this group of extraordinary people arrived in front of the private room of Pinshanhe Tea House.
"President Gregory! I'm Ning Zongbao. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you because of my stupid son-in-law." The middle-aged man in a black suit smiled and greeted him, "I will definitely give you a satisfactory...