Song Yansheng looked at the young and handsome face in front of him, and for a moment, a strange feeling flashed in his heart.
Shen Zui is twenty-four this year, the same age as Song Yichuan, but compared to Song Yichuan, this man possesses more youthful energy and flamboyance.
Clearly, he is one of Song Yichuan's best friends, but he is really far behind Song Yichuan.
Song Yansheng didn't reach out his hand but directly walked over to the sofa and sat down.
An assistant secretary brought over two cups of fresh tea and quickly exited.
In the room, only two men remained, one standing, one sitting, both silent.
Shen Zui stared at Song Yansheng, who was sitting there quietly, exuding an imposing aura. Just one glance from him made Shen Zui feel a subtle pressure.
He sensed his unfriendly demeanor, so he seemed not to plan on being polite to him!
