"Chen Yang, what brings you to see an old man like me all of a sudden? You're quite the rare guest."
Wang Hong had no idea Chen Yang was coming, and when he saw him, he was quite surprised.
"I had some business to take care of in the provincial capital today, so I thought I'd drop by and see you," Chen Yang said as he walked in, as if he were visiting a friend.
Wang Hong didn't mind at all.
Seeing Chen Yang, he quickly came out from his desk.
"Haha, come, sit over here. I haven't seen you in a while, and it'd be nice to have a chat."
Wang Hong warmly gestured for Chen Yang to sit down, and they both took a seat by the coffee table.
The last time Chen Yang saw Wang Hong was several months ago.
At that time, Wang Hong had just recovered from a serious illness and hadn't yet fully regained his health, and his spirits were not as good as they are now.
"Here, have some tea."
As soon as Chen Yang sat down, Wang Hong poured him a cup of top-quality tea to taste.
"Okay."
