Mr. Fan nodded mildly with a cool, lofty aura emanating from him. He had deep blue eyes and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Deputy Chairman Qin wanted to walk the man downstairs, but the man raised his hand and turned down the offer. Even though the man could not be bothered to talk to Deputy Chairman Qin, the latter did not lose his temper at all.
He simply stood where he was and saw the man off until he walked into the lift and went out of sight.
After the lift had gone downstairs, Deputy Chairman Qin veered his eyes and turned to look at Pei Rong. His attitude had reverted to normal and he sounded superior. "Let's talk inside."
"Uh huh." Pei Rong gathered his thoughts and cautiously followed behind Deputy Chairman Qin.
Deputy Chairman Qin sat down on the couch first. He pointed at Pei Rong and gestured for him to take a seat as well. "Do you have the prescriptions?"
