The meal was winding down. After several rounds of drinks and courses, the three men set down their bowls and chopsticks, even though about half of the mountain and sea delicacies on the table remained untouched. They picked up their napkins and wiped their mouths.
Qin Fan broke the silence. "Mr. Gao, tell me about the Yamamoto Group."
Caught off guard by Qin Fan's sudden question, Gao Qi was slightly startled.
The Yamamoto Group? Why bring up the Yamamoto Group all of a sudden? Is this visit really about them?
