"Hmm, let's go up and talk."
Chen Fei nodded slightly and followed Ning Shucheng to the offices of Qianhong Pharmaceuticals' senior executives.
After arriving at a tastefully decorated private office, Ning Shucheng moved with practiced ease to a bookshelf. It held many different kinds of tea leaves and a built-in refrigerator stocked with a variety of alcoholic beverages and fruit juices. "What would you like to drink?"
"Brother Ning, you certainly know how to enjoy life. I'll get it myself," Chen Fei said with a smile. He was clearly not fond of tea, as he walked straight to the fridge and grabbed a cold drink.
"We'll serve ourselves too..."
Seeing this, Dong Jianhui and Quan Bowei also helped themselves, one brewing a cup of tea and the other grabbing a cold beverage.
