Nan Zhubin raised his hand to signal the assistant not to explain too much and then pressed the phone's dial button.
"Hello? Teacher, there's a situation here I need to discuss with you..."
...
Afternoon, one-thirty.
Liu Jiahang stepped through the company's sensor door. Feeling the warm air inside, he took off his coat, revealing the suit jacket underneath.
He quite liked autumn and winter because these seasons allowed for neat and presentable dressing; unlike summer, when one could easily sweat all over.
Moreover, compared to summer attire which can be easily fumbled, winter attire is the easiest to distinguish salary class and reflect status from the appearance.
Liu Jiahang enjoyed the seasonal atmosphere.
"Good morning." While adjusting his sleeves, he nodded to the front desk and then slightly raised his chin, walking with a brisk pace toward his office.
Suddenly, he stopped, gazed at the boss's office direction for two seconds, and waved to summon his assistant.
