The people at the table quickly noticed that Seventh Young Master was getting impatient.
Impatience from Seventh Young Master was no trivial matter, it could be a matter of life and death minutes from now.
What if Seventh Young Master felt their hospitality was lacking and no longer wished to cooperate in the future? What then?
"Seventh Young Master, is it that the dishes tonight are not to your liking?" Boss Zhu, who organized the banquet, asked cautiously.
Such a question, how could Gu Beicheng possibly answer that; it's simply a waste of time.
Gu Beicheng remained silent, and everyone else grew even more anxious.
Boss Zhu hurriedly signalled his subordinates, and not long after, a group of exquisitely and glamorously dressed girls came over.
"Seventh Young Master, I've finally seen you in person!"
The moment the girls arrived, one of them, particularly attractive and clearly the Oiran among them, approached Gu Beicheng right away.
