Sui Yi did not know the eldest son of the Jiang family. Even in the peculiar and unusual atmosphere within that conference room at Qing University, where this tall and aloof young man delivered a fierce and sharp blow to Bai Yuanxiu without any personal feelings, she did not pay much attention. It wasn't because he wasn't noticeable or outstanding enough, but because his stance was solely aligned with Gu Jiangbai's political position, perhaps later mixed with Mo Ke's affairs. That was their struggle, and Sui Yi was well aware, so she did not deliberately pay attention.
Now, he sat upright in front of her, with a restrained and rigid expression and tone, uttering: "Hello, Your Excellency Sui Yi."
Quite formulaic.
Sui Yi nodded slightly and looked at Old Master Ye: "Can I still help translate that document?"
