The tranquil tea house was filled with the fragrance of tea.
Li Jing sat calmly and leisurely on a wooden chair, a faint smile on his lips as he looked at Feng Peng, who had been "invited" over.
Compared to Li Jing's composure, Feng Peng's face looked much worse.
He had seen Li Jing in some public places before, so the moment he stepped into the tea house, he recognized Li Jing and felt his heart sink.
Li Jing was the person Gu Zhenbang, his backer, had been dealing with recently, and also the owner of the Cultural Park that had become quite a buzz in the city recently.
Upon realizing it was Li Jing who had called him over, uneasiness filled his heart, and he felt a slight urge to leave.
But after glancing at Ah Liang standing by the door, he quickly quashed that thought.
"President Li, I don't think we've had much contact, right? I wonder what brings you to call me over at this time? Could it be that President Li has some project to collaborate on?"
