Nan Zhubin scrutinized the visitor.
Male, looked to be in his thirties, not too concerned with skincare but with relatively fair skin, suggesting a job that involves more indoor work.
Upon entering, the visitor gave Nan Zhubin a once-over with a gaze that felt somewhat familiar to Nan Zhubin.
,One could see that his eyes lit up at first, almost instinctively showing an expression of appreciation and contemplation.
But soon, as if remembering something, his expression turned to one of slight suspicion.
"Teacher, you look younger than on your website. I thought your photo was photoshopped..."
The visitor glanced around the room, then walked straight to the double sofa and sat down.
Bai Qinghua's company's online channels were considerably more than Howard's back then. By the third day Nan Zhubin was there, the department in charge of the online segment had already prepared a personal homepage for him.
