While everyone stood in shock, Tian Qingzheng quietly dialed his father's number in his pocket, sending out a distress signal.
"If you want to call your dad, do it openly. No need to be sneaky." Tian Qingzheng's small movement hadn't escaped Zhang Ming's eyes, and he said with a playful smile, "Don't worry, if you don't mess with me, I won't lay a hand on you. Go ahead and find some helpers—before Dongfang Mingyu arrives, I'll be right here waiting. Suit yourself."
With extreme confidence, Zhang Ming finished speaking, casually found a seat, picked up a glass of premium red wine from the table, and sipped it on his own, completely ignoring the shocked stares of the wealthy figures around him.
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