Chapter 382

In a high-class restaurant in An City.

Ten minutes after Tang Mengyu and Jiang Mochuan waited in the private room, a middle-aged man in a suit came in.

Jiang Mochuan stood up with a smile, pointed to the middle-aged man, and introduced, "Mengyu, this is Mr. Feng, the head of the Feng's Group."

Hearing this, the woman politely reached out her right hand and shook hands with him. She smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, hello. I am Tang Mengyu, the designer of the Jiang Group."

Mr. Feng's gaze was like a high- -level speaker as he looked her up and down. He seemed to inadvertently glance at Jiang Mochuan, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

After the three of them sat down, Jiang Mochuan ordered the waiter to serve the dishes.

The waiter held a bottle of white liquor from local specialty and said politely, "May I ask if you need some wine?"

Mr. Feng waved his hand generously and said, "Yes, yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Mochuan awkwardly, and