The meeting place was at a teahouse, the kind commonly seen by the roadside, clearly not giving them a chance to splurge. At such a teahouse, the most expensive pot of tea on the menu was merely a few hundred bucks.
When Chen Feng and his group arrived, the two were already there. It wasn't that Chen Feng and his group were late; it was just that the two worked nearby. They had first arranged to meet there for tea and then contacted Chen Feng.
Zhang Zhaoqiang was bald, wore glasses, was of medium build, in his fifties, possessing an air of an experienced administrator.
Li Shengping appeared younger, wearing black-framed glasses, with a square face, exuding authority without anger, about six feet tall, maintaining a good physique, neither fat nor thin, looking around fifty, with an overall aura of a school leader.
