Xucheng, Zhuxianzhuang Science and Technology Park. New Year's Eve.
"Boss, Mr. Hu from the Huake Science Association is on the first floor."
The receptionist's sweet voice came through the phone.
"Please show him to the conference room on the fifth floor," Chen Yansen instructed immediately.
"Yes, Boss." Tian Tian hung up the phone and, with a smile, turned to Hu Ruihui and his entourage. "Mr. Hu, please follow me," she said softly.
"Thank you," Hu Ruihui said with a nod.
One of the people following behind him muttered under his breath, a look of displeasure on his face, "So young, but he really puts on airs."
Hearing this, Hu Ruihui turned and shot the man a fierce glare.
The Huake Science Association and commercial companies operated on different tracks. For them to show respect was a courtesy, not an obligation.
Tian Tian heard it too. Her brow furrowed, and her expression immediately soured.
