Since everyone had gotten a bit familiar, no one felt awkward, and some even pushed a few dishes towards Zhou Wang. Seeing Zhou Wang enjoying the food, Young Master Jian cheerfully called over a waiter and ordered a few more dishes.
More than half a bottle of Margaux Vineyard's wine also went into Zhou Wang's stomach, but he didn't consider it particularly tasty; he just needed something to wash down the food.
Bzz bzz!
The phone vibrated again.
Noticing Zhou Wang was still clinking glasses with Young Master Jian, Xu Wenqian quietly reminded him, "Boss, your phone..."
Zhou Wang glanced at it—an unfamiliar number. He felt strange, gestured to Young Master Jian, and casually picked up the call, "Hello, who's this?"
There was no sound from the other side, and after a while, the call hung up by itself.
"Boss, what's up?"
"Strange, I shouldn't be getting spam calls... But today, a lot of people want to contact me, so maybe someone found a way."
