The Deputy Director had to pretend he didn't understand and said to Song Xiaodong, "Mr. Song, it's like this, I'd like to find some time to have a chat with you. I wonder if Mr. Song has time to come to my office once?"
Song Xiaodong listened to the Deputy Director's words and let out a cold laugh, saying to the Deputy Director, "What a joke. Deputy Director, you want to talk to me, and you want me to go to your office?"
The Deputy Director had to change his tone and said, "Then wherever Mr. Song wants to talk, we'll talk there."
Song Xiaodong snorted coldly and said to the Deputy Director, "Deputy Director, you're inviting me for a talk, and you want me to teach you how to talk? You want me to come up with a place for you? I've got things to do, you go on with your work, Deputy Director."
"Bang!"
Song Xiaodong hung up the phone again.
"Oh my, so full of himself." Miao Qingqing mocked Song Xiaodong.
