The car arrived at the clubhouse 30 minutes later.
Huo Tingrui told his assistant to settle his own dinner and write it off later before going upstairs to the private room.
Fang Chen was already there.
"My bad. I was held up a little," said Huo Tingrui somewhat apologetically.
Fang Chen smiled without taking it to heart. He gestured to Huo Tingrui to take a seat. "It's fine. I just got here myself."
Huo Tingrui sat down. Fang Chen poured him a fresh cup of tea and Huo Tingrui thanked him for it.
Although they did not usually run in the same circles, they got along well without any sense of distance.
"You are an excellent lawyer. It is such a pity." Fang Chen sighed as he talked about the procuratorate.
Huo Tingrui sat with his back straight. However, he kept his left hand on his thigh without moving it much. He took a sip of tea before he smiled and said, "I just don't like politics and being bound by rules."
