"Director Zhang, I'm really sorry, I'm late, I'm late."
A suave man pushed open the door and immediately put on a full smile, even showing a hint of humility in his posture.
"I was just getting onto the highway when I received your call, turned around at the nearest intersection to rush back, but still arrived late."
The suave man quickly walked to the table, gently smiled at Du Heng and Director Zhao, and familiarly picked up the glass on the table, pouring himself a full cup.
"Director Zhang, as a token of respect, I'll penalize myself with three glasses."
The suave man handled the scene smoothly, both his actions and words showing respect for Zhang Shiping, providing both substance and appearances.
Just as he picked up the glass and was about to drink it in one go, Zhang Shiping suddenly stopped him, "No, please don't."
