Around 2 PM.
The banquet inside "Listening to the Pine Pavilion" was nearing its end.
Every dish on the rosewood round table was worth a fortune, yet each plate still had plenty left over.
The air retained the lingering aroma of delicacies, mixed with a faint scent of tea and wine, creating a uniquely lazy atmosphere that follows a feast.
For people like Duan Hongming and Jiang Tao at their level, dining wasn't merely about eating; it was more about socializing.
"Young Friend Jiang, I must say, lately I've been seeing a lot of news about you online."
Duan Hongming spoke slowly, his voice carrying the calmness typical of a senior, his gaze towards Jiang Tao full of appreciation.
Of course, his words carried some exaggeration.
He only had someone look up Jiang Tao's background this morning, which gave him more understanding of him.
For a big shot like Duan Hongming, how could they normally spend time browsing through short video apps?
