Qin Yu looked over and saw that these words came from the mouth of an extremely well-dressed young man.
"Of course, you are Young Master Jiang."
"No matter how capable Qin Yu is, he wouldn't dare to go against the Jiang family."
"Young Master Jiang, let me toast you with a cup of wine!"
Qin Yu shook his head and didn't think too much about it.
After all, many young people liked to brag, not to mention that Qin Yu had never seen this "Young Master Jiang" before.
"Mr. Yang, let's find a place to sit down." Qin Yu looked at Mr. Yang and said with a smile.
Mr. Yang appeared somewhat ill at ease. He had never participated in such an occasion before, so he naturally couldn't let loose.
The two of them found a relatively remote place to sit down. They drank the fine wine on the table while eating delicious food very happily.
At this moment, Wei Ming suddenly walked over from a short distance away.