The next day, in the evening.
After work, he went to the restaurant with Zeng Li.
On the way, he suddenly received a call from Director Huang.
"Yang Kangji has gone to the club."
"Fenglin Club?"
"Yes."
"Alright, I got it."
After hanging up, Zeng Li asked, "Are you going to the club after dinner?"
"I'm not going, I'm letting Li He go."
"Li He? What's he going to do there?"
Zeng Li was puzzled for two seconds, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I get it, you want to send Li He to the club?"
Song Guanchao smiled, "You'll find out in a bit."
Li He and a few others had already arrived at the restaurant in advance.
As soon as he came in, several people immediately surrounded him with a respectful demeanor, even Zeng Li was surprised.
"Mr. Song, have a seat."
"Mr. Song, have some tea."
"Mr. Song, have a cigarette."
Li He and the others acted like lackeys, taking care of everything meticulously.
Zeng Li was stunned, these rich second-generation kids are such bootlickers.
