As Tang's father's immediate superiors, the Secretary and the Mayor were naturally familiar with Tang Feiyan, and they had also heard of Tan Ailing's fame. Now, they took a moment to appraise Eric, who remained as aloof as ever in their presence.
The political bigwigs appeared quite amiable, but it seemed they didn't have much in common with Eric and his group.
Seeing this, Tang's father immediately said, "Feiyan, you guys go play by yourselves, don't disturb Dad and Uncle Delbosky's discussion..."
Tang Feiyan gladly agreed. After politely bidding farewell to the big shots, she took Eric and Tan Ailing toward the dining table.
"This setup is so awkward!" Tang Feiyan complained as she looked at the small dishes on the table. "I thought it would be a round table, but they've divided the dishes and snacks into portions! What's the difference with a Western-style banquet? Dad messed up..."
Complaints aside, they still needed to eat.