After finishing a cup of tea, he poured another.
Mr. Ray couldn't fathom Harvey Howard's intentions.
Harvey Howard never gave him a definitive answer, nor did he directly mention the Entertainment City. Mr. Ray tried to bring up the topic, but it was effortlessly deflected by Harvey Howard.
Given this, Mr. Ray found it inappropriate to bring it up repeatedly.
After all, how could such a bigwig let others guess his thoughts?
Thus, after spending some time idly, someone came in from outside to ask Harvey Howard about some business, prompting Mr. Ray to sensibly rise and bid farewell.
Harvey Howard smiled and said, "Today time was tight; let's meet some other day. I have much to discuss with Mr. Ray."
Harvey Howard arranged to have a car take Mr. Ray and the little goldfish back home.
On the way, Mr. Ray was silent, his head lowered, repeatedly pondering the meaning of Harvey Howard's last words.
Were they mere polite words?
Or would they truly meet on another day?
