When Jiang Chu left, his assistant arrived with some steaming tea.
"I'm sorry," the assistant said pretentiously. "Have some tea before you leave."
Jiang Chu smiled. "No need."
The assistant did not try to keep him any longer. After he left, the assistant put down the tea tray and poured a cup for Ms. Lan. His attitude became respectful.
Ms. Lan gestured for him to put it down first.
The assistant glanced in the direction of the door, and the contempt in his tone was obvious. "As a man, he actually dresses like this. What a bad taste. He's an embarrassment to us men."
"Don't waste your attention on meaningless things." Ms. Lan took the folder from the beginning and opened it. There were a few pages of printed documents that were marked in detail. It was also her hosting draft for the day. "Are all the questions here?"
The assistant was solemn. "They're all here."
