The place was bustling with people coming and going, a lively and busy scene.
John Mara remained patient, quietly standing to the side, leaning on the railing, without urging, cutting in line, or even deliberately asserting his presence. There were no bodyguards, no entourage, no companions - he stood there all alone.
It wasn't until the crowd slightly quieted down that Mara appeared in Li Wei's line of sight.
Li Wei was taken aback, clearly not expecting Mara's appearance. He stood up, searching his memory for Mara's last name.
Mara seemed to already know, "John Mara. To avoid making a Tom Brady-esque faux pas, I've decided to introduce myself again."
With a graceful demeanor, Li Wei's smile widened, "Why is Mr. Mara here?"
Mara walked up next to Li Wei, as the last few people also left. Some who were about to approach stopped in their tracks after witnessing the scene.
