Getting things done as soon as they are mentioned, An Ning reached out through various connections and finally contacted Bank Manager Zhou, inviting him to meet at a tea house.
As An Ning anticipated, Bank Manager Zhou pleasantly accepted the invitation.
He even dressed up a bit, looking rather refreshed.
But no matter how refreshed, he couldn't hide his aged appearance.
An Ning smiled slightly, speaking with a grace that wasn't lacking in warmth. "I'm very grateful that you could accept my invitation, Bank Manager Zhou. I truly appreciate it."
Bank Manager Zhou waved his hand, his glasses glancing at An Ning. "Originally, I shouldn't be meeting you on personal terms, but I can feel Miss An's sincerity, so here I am."
An Ning poured tea for Bank Manager Zhou. "Bank Manager Zhou, it's good that you can feel my sincerity. I brought a small gift for you, please accept it with a smile."
As she spoke, she took out a gift box containing a famous painting.
