President Wang turned to look.
He said unhurriedly, "Ah, Zhao. Come, let me introduce you to a leader. This is President Wu, from our Junxiao Square here in Jiangzhou City!"
The first rule of business flattery: regardless of their actual rank, you always address them as President So-and-so.
Third Uncle was immediately filled with awe. 'Someone even President Wang has to respect!'
"In that case, I must toast our leader!"
Third Uncle approached Wu Fang, looking rather intimidated. He'd never met any real big shots; President Wang was the biggest boss he knew. How could he not be nervous in front of someone that even his boss had to curry favor with?
Wu Fang glanced at the timid little old man and casually clinked his glass against his. It was just a token gesture; he didn't even finish his drink.
Third Uncle noticed. His eyes tightened for a moment, but he said nothing. He knew this leader looked down on him.
