Around 5:30, in a private dining room at the Sheraton's Chinese restaurant, Han Lie finally met the legendary figure, Li Zhaohui.
"Mr. Li, I've heard so much about you!"
"Teacher Han, it's your name that really resonates with me!"
The two stood in the middle of the living room shaking hands, giving everyone the impression that—they did not match, damn, they did not match at all!
Mr. Li was about 1.7 meters tall, weighed nearly 200 pounds, with long hair parted in a greasy middle, and his eyes squinted into slits when he smiled under his glasses.
Han Lie stood 188 cm tall, a full head taller than the other, with perfect looks and physique, an amiable demeanor, and a magnetic voice.
When shaking hands, Han Lie naturally stood straight, so Mr. Li had to strain his neck to look up at him, which looked exceptionally awkward.
Actually, Mr. Li was quite displeased inside, but since he needed someone's help now, he could only force a smile.
