Ding Xingteng first glanced around the room, his eyes landing on Ji Xiong and Shi Huqing. He frowned slightly. These two look like big shots, but... hanging around with Zhao Dong, they can't be anyone important! With that thought, he spoke bluntly, "Zhao Dong, the old man is in the private room next door. He wants you to come over for a couple of drinks, so you should head on over."
Zhao Dong was somewhat surprised. "The old man is next door?"
"Yes, it's his seventieth birthday today. He's celebrating here, and when he heard you were nearby, he asked you to come over."
