"One big private room will suffice. Quite a few people are coming for the academic exchange event, but we only need to entertain the expert and professor-level heavyweights from various universities."
Xiong Bingsheng said on the other end of the phone,
"There aren't many heavyweights in this field, probably around six or seven people, so arranging it in one room is enough.
As for the time, it's set for tomorrow noon."
"Alright, got it."
Jiang Yu chatted a bit more with Xiong Bingsheng and, after hanging up the phone, went up to the second floor to prepare dinner.
For today's dinner, aside from hosting the guests in the four private rooms that were booked in advance, Duan Yiming also came over.
The two private room opportunities that Jiang Yu promised him this month were used up in just one week.
Who knows who he's been hosting?
Jiang Yu shook his head, not thinking too much about it. Whoever Duan Yiming wants to invite is his business; he just focuses on making his food.
