Zhao Bin looked at the man in a suit, with a black beard on his chin and a silver back on his temples. The whole man looked very fashionable.

"Mr. Dai?" Zhao Bin looked at each other, guessing that the other was Dai Jiale's father, and asked tentatively.

"Sir? Hahaha, there are still few names for me, Mr. Dai, but I like them very much. Dai Tiancheng smiled and said to the person beside him.

"Huh, smooth-tongued, Dad is a cunning man." Dai Jiale complained that she had a bad impression of Zhao Bin and felt that he was very insidious.

Don't be so rude. Dai Tiancheng clapped his daughter's...