After half an hour of eating, Lin Feng went to settle the bill.
"You guys keep eating. I need to go pack my things and catch my flight back."
The person in charge was reluctant to see him go. "Director Lin, stay a little longer! We can go for drinks and karaoke some other time, just the two of us."
Lin Feng declined, "No need, no need. You all go have fun. I've already bought my ticket."
The two exchanged contact information, and Lin Feng added, "I'm usually quite busy, so I might not answer the phone right away."
The manager expressed his understanding. After all, he was a tycoon; it was only normal for him to be managing countless affairs every day.
Once Lin Feng left, the atmosphere became even more lively. The advertising world is a small circle, and everyone present knew each other; they were all considered titans of the industry.
"Look at how well he takes care of himself. Who would believe he's fifty if you told them?"
