So, even though the two were sitting there, they spoke very little. It felt as though they were making each other suffer in silence.
It was Qiu Tu's arrival that broke the stalemate. Seeing Qiu Tu approach, the two rose to their feet.
Qiu Tu smiled and extended his hand, initiating the greeting, "You must be Chairman Pei Jing, correct?"
Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, Pei Jing's gaze remained steady, filled with resolve and courage.
He looked at Qiu Tu, and then extended his hand with precision, offering a brief and concise greeting, "Hello, Speaker Qiu."
His hand was firm and strong, like solid rock.
Qiu Tu, on the other hand, smiled warmly, graceful and poised.
The two were clearly leaders of completely contrasting styles.
Just as it seemed sparks might fly between them, suddenly, Tao Yaoyao hurriedly walked in from outside.
Approaching Qiu Tu, she whispered, "Speaker, Old Pang has arrived."
Upon hearing Tao Yaoyao's words, a hint of surprise appeared on Qiu Tu's face.
