"Mr. Yan is a leader at headquarters, I dare not be negligent."
"Hehe... you, you..."
Yan Beihan smiled and tapped him with his finger, saying: "Old friends meeting like this, you're being too dull."
"Forgive me, Mr. Yan."
Fang Che tried his best to stay humble.
Who wants to be old friends with you?
If I really acknowledge this old friendship with you, it means I don't know my limits, and the likelihood of exposing my identity would also increase.
So... you'd better leave quickly.
But what Fang Che didn't expect was, the more debased and humble he acted, the more Yan Beihan seemed high and mighty, acting freely.
He slowly started to display a demeanor of pointing fingers at the world, with a flair of dominance.
He was more and more imposing, more and more composed.
In reality, Yan Beihan felt thrilled inside, wanting to enjoy it even more. In this bizarre situation, bullying Fang Che was simply too fun, he laughed heartily...
