Lin Ji Yang kicked open the meeting room door, closed it behind him, and said, "I say Ning Zesheng, don't really take me as your supervisor. We're supposed to be partners; can't we show each other some courtesy?"
"Long time no see, Tong Ji Yang!"
Lin Ji Yang shuddered upon hearing the voice, then froze in place, staring at the man who had been sitting on the chair looking out the window, watching him slowly swivel the chair around.
On that face which could overthrow nations, there was a faintly discernable smile! High above like a king, looking down upon the world!
"Lu... Lu!" Lin Ji Yang muttered to himself, gritting his teeth as he was on the verge of tears. Then he looked up, smiling cheekily as he ran over, bowing and bending over as he asked, "Little Uncle! How come you have time to visit me? Oh, would you like tea or a drink, or perhaps juice?"
Lin Ji Yang snapped his fingers, "Oh, definitely coffee! I'll go get you some coffee!"
