Hu Qiming didn't leave after giving his report. Instead, like a student, he pulled up a chair and sat down next to Li Xu.
He had nothing else scheduled for the day, so it was a perfect opportunity to learn from Li Xu.
A short while later, the consultation room door was pushed open.
A young man and woman walked in.
The man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, dressed head to toe in brand-name casual wear. Although Li Xu didn't recognize the Patek Philippe on his wrist, he could tell it was incredibly valuable.
His companion was young and beautiful, holding the man's arm with a look of concern.
Judging by their clothes, style, and demeanor, their family had to be quite well-off.
"Have a seat."
Li Xu gestured.
The young man sat in the chair before the desk. He seemed fidgety and ill at ease, twitching his shoulders from time to time as if in great discomfort.
"Dr. Li."
