"Oh, let him in!" Zhang Siyang sat at his desk, deliberately pretending to be working, while the male assistant stood by, looking at Ye Chen as he entered the door. Ye Chen's lips were slightly upturned, with a subtle smirk. Zhang Siyang immediately put down his pen, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Vice President Ye, haha, your presence brings light to my humble abode!"
"Indeed, indeed!" Ye Chen nodded, saying, "In such a dark place, someone as forthright as me walking in certainly adds a lot of brilliance!"
Ye Chen's words nearly made Zhang Siyang and his assistant choke. Zhang Siyang adjusted the golden-rimmed glasses on his nose, then smiled, "Vice President Ye, please have a seat. Li, serve Vice President Ye some tea!"
"Yes!" The assistant in black immediately went to instruct the secretary to make tea. The secretary soon returned with a pot of hot tea.
