Standing next to him, Lu Lian spoke as she held a file and pen in her hand. Her bare hands felt frozen with a cold but she didn't wish to show it. "Mr. Ming, this place," she pointed at one place in the blueprint of those old buildings, "This area is not plain and these buildings are barely holding on to it. We have to design considering these stiff slopes which are impossible to level up…." she continued talking while Ming Rusheng noticed her bare hands which were slightly shivering. She didn't even wear any scarf, cap, or hand gloves.
Ming Rusheng looked at the site in charge, "Is there any cafe?"
"No Mr. Ming, but if you don't mind I can prepare an instant coffee for you," he offered.
"Do it."
Lu Lian looked at him, "But you don't like instant coffee...Mr. Ming."
"I don't want my employees' carelessness to affect my work," he said and stepped ahead.
