Out of the Fuyue Tower, Zhang Natural, Xie Hui and Zhang Jun were as excited as chicken blood, and their eyes towards Song Yan were full of admiration.

"Inkstone, why don't we find a bar and have some more drink?" Zhang naturally suggested.

Song Yan waved his hand: "I still have something to do, there will be opportunities in the future."

Farewell to Zhang Natural, Song Yan went to the coffee shop, although now playing in the coffee shop, the fame of the harvest has been insignificant to him, but he is a man with a beginning and an end, so he still goes to the coffee shop on time...