E-sports do not work hard but have to marry a movie star

Chapter 52 Brother's Old Classmate

The three of them walked in and were greeted by a handsome waiter in a cheongsam.

Wu Ningke reported their names, and the waiter led the three of them to the door of a box.

"As if at home."

Ah Si raised his head and looked at the four characters, smashed it, said it aloud, Wu Ning could poke him with his arm, and reprimanded him in a low voice: "Someone will come later, don't talk too much."

"……Oh."

Ah Si stretched out his hand and rubbed the touched place, thinking to himself, I am not a disrespectful person.

Seeing the interaction between the two from the corner of his eye, Zhou Beifeng took off his mask and smiled lightly.

The waiter knocked on the door and got the promise of the person inside, and the three entered the box.

The three of them looked at each other, is there already someone inside?

Wu Ningke's face gradually became embarrassing, he coughed twice, and whispered: "I arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time."

So it's not my fault!

Zhou Beifeng raised his eyes and took the interior of the box into his eyes.

When the young man sitting at the round table in the middle saw them, he stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello."

Wu Ningke had seen the photos and knew that this was Bud Melt, the head of Duke's Asia region. Unexpectedly, Mr. Melt's Chinese was quite good, and his accent was completely negligible.

Raising a bright smile, he walked quickly and reached out to hold hands.

"Hi Mr. Melt, I'm Wu Ningke from Sky Entertainment, this is my artist, Zhou Beifeng, sorry, we're late."

Melt nodded with a smile and said, "You guys are not late, it's because I want to eat, so I came early on purpose."

Wu Ningke: ... Is the person in charge so unpretentious?

Melt cast his eyes on Zhou Beifeng, and the smile on his face seemed much more sincere.

"I know you."

Reach out.

Zhou Beifeng's indifferent expression was tainted with doubts, he stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and asked, "Sorry, Mr. Melt, I don't have any memory of our meeting."

Wu Ning on the side was also very confused, yes, how could he be such an awesome artist, and still know people from the Li family in England?
Who knew that he would ask doubts, but Melt smiled and made a gesture, inviting them to sit down and talk.

"It's good to call me Li De. I still like my Chinese name in China." Li De blinked playfully, but the three people on the field did not receive his point. Wu Ningke and Ah Si had misty expressions. Zhou Beifeng frowned slightly.

UK, Li's family, it seems that when my eldest brother was studying abroad, he had a few friends, one of whom was surnamed Li.

After all, Li De grew up in England. In addition to the hospitality flowing in his blood, he also inherited the humor from abroad.

He returned his gaze to Zhou Beifeng.

"Maybe your brother didn't tell you about me? I'm so sad."

Li De showed an exaggerated expression.

Wu Ningke and Ah Si all cast shocked gazes at Zhou Beifeng.

So they guessed wrong!
My artist's brother is the big guy behind that!

Facing such gazes, Zhou Beifeng felt quite pressured, and he clenched his fists to his lips.

"Ahem, my brother... indeed mentioned it, but I was still young at the time, so I don't remember clearly."

"Let me just say, when we were in school, Zhou and I were the best." Li De was immediately happy, and rang the service bell.

"We'll talk after eating."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Ningke held back the contract issue.

Except for the difference in nationality, Mr. Li De is almost like a native Chinese, like a host, and he keeps persuading them to eat.

Half an hour passed, and the four of them had almost eaten.

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