C351 Since He Could Not Win He Might as Well Join the Fight

"Please, have a seat."

In the expansive private room, Zheng Wen gestured with a raised hand.

Across from him sat two sharply dressed young men in suits and leather shoes.

The heavier one was Wang Cong, and the other was Wu Shuo.

"Zheng Wen, why the rush to call us here?" Wang Cong inquired after settling into his seat. "I was in the middle of chatting up a girl