Tang Sili hurriedly said, "Anything is fine."
Xiao Yebai had assumed that this surgical professor would modestly refuse, but that was not the response.
Zhang Sanfeng turned around, glancing once more at Xiao Yebai's face.
Clearly, Xiao Yebai had read the meaning in his eyes, and wondered whether it was appropriate to speak these words in front of Tang Sili. In response, Xiao Yebai shrugged his shoulders, indicating his usual disregard.
Even a person like Zhang Sanfeng had begun to question Tang Sili's intentions. It was evident that the surgical professor possessed a kind of threatening instinct.
Xiao Yebai recalled the phone call from the chief justice earlier, reconsidering whether he should ask the chief justice to simply promote Tang Sili to vice president.
It felt, somehow, more interesting that way.
Thus, as Tang Sili was pouring his own tea, he suddenly felt a chill, realizing that only his boss beside him was capable of such an aura.
