Facing Yan Zhengxiong's fake expression, Lu Jihan's face was taut.
He stepped forward and took Yan Zhengxiong's hand, the pressure neither light nor heavy. On the surface he didn't seem too emotional, but in reality he was silently exerting force.
With a blank face, he went straight to the point: "Chairman Yan, this show you arranged is really quite something."
Yan Zhengxiong narrowed his pair of old, hawk-like black eyes. He didn't bother to hide anything, and said bluntly, "President Lu, you flatter me."
"You're getting better at playing games." Lu Jihan said sarcastically.
Yan Zhengxiong let out a cold laugh. "Compared to President Lu, I'm far behind. Anyway, I don't feel like wasting time with you like this. Let's just make it quick and decisive."
He paused, then looked at Lu Jihan and said, "I'm two zodiac cycles older than you. I've seen more of the world than you, and I've suffered more losses than you. Whether this ginger is truly spicy or not, you'll find out in time."
