With that thought, Du Heng came up with an idea. He was going to pick up Zhao Xinfang that evening anyway, so he might as well ask then.
Liao Quansheng seemed a bit surprised at Du Heng's unexpected visit. He shoved aside the clutter on his couch to make room. "Geez, what's up with you?" he said. "At least give me a call before coming."
Du Heng carefully edged his way toward the offered space on the couch in the office, which resembled a crowded storeroom. "I was passing through, so I thought I'd drop by," Du Heng said.
Once seated, he couldn't help but look around. "Bro, you're a regional manager, for goodness' sake. How can you let your office become such a pigsty? It's a mess."
Liao Quansheng made a cup of tea for Du Heng and took out some washed fruit and sliced watermelon from his mini-fridge. "You have no idea. I've nearly gone crazy recently."
