Thunder Horse Military Factory held a grand banquet., and the company’s arts team were very energetic, dancing and singing. The atmosphere was very lively. Qing Caiyue also gave a dance performance on stage. She danced a fairly unique peacock dance of an ethnic minority dance. As she danced, her body seemed so soft that it was as if she were boneless. Her body bent and folded in a lithe and graceful manner.

Xia Lei toasted the German delegation again and again with the fine wine and fine spirit of the evening. The only ones he did not toast were Ling Han and Song Baicheng. However, this did not affect Ling Han and Song Baicheng. The two of them were still rather lively at the table, and they drank quite a bit of wine with the members of the German delegation. Xia Lei saw their actions and was quietly glad about it.

The banquet came to an end, and Ling Han and Song Baicheng returned to their respective rooms in drunk states.

“Harlow, Mr Song.”

Song Baicheng heard a female voice...