Gu Juexi's comment caught Du Mingsheng by surprise. He put the coffee cup on the table and said with a smile, "I am incomparable to Brother Gu, of course. I only know some simple tricks."
"I remember you being very smart since you were young, you don't have to be so humble now," Gu Juexi said. He put his cup on the table and leaned back against the sofa.
Du Mingsheng looked down anxiously, as if he wanted to hide something that was displayed in his eyes.
After a while, Du Mingsheng looked up at Gu Juexi and said in a straightforward manner, "Brother Gu, what is the real agenda of this meeting?"
Gu Juexi crossed his right leg over his left leg, adjusting himself to a comfortable posture while peering at Du Mingsheng's hands that had clenched into fists and quickly unclenched.
The young man was still a little too green.
