Chen Gong looks like he's in his early 40s, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, still in a suit after work hours, the only difference from an average financial white-collar worker is that he's not wearing a tie.
When the two shook hands, they both smiled before speaking.
— Perhaps President Chen is used to greeting people with a smile. Han Lie doesn't care about that. You smile, I smile.
Showing six upper teeth, a perfectly friendly smile.
"President Han, I've long admired your name!"
"President Chen, thanks for your support!"
"Oh, it's your company that's taking care of our business. I am the service provider, I should have invited President Han out long ago, otherwise, how could there be those misunderstandings?"
"Oh dear, I'm just a novice, wouldn't dare! If not for Uncle Jin taking pity on my struggles, I wouldn't even have had the chance to visit President Chen, please stop flattering me!"
