After a long day's work, Moron returned to his shop, paid the day's wages to the two employees he hired and continued to eat steamed buns with tap water.
Just as he finished eating, a man with a briefcase tucked under his arm appeared outside the shop door.
"Excuse me, are you Boss Yang?"
Outside stood a middle-aged man, medium height, slightly overweight, with a bulging belly.
Moron stood up and asked, "There are a few people named Yang on this street, which one are you looking for?"
"Are you Yang Lang?" the middle-aged man asked.
Moron laughed, "You're being too polite. I am Yang Lang. Do you need something from me?"
"Hello, Boss Yang, here is my business card."
The middle-aged man handed over his card with both hands. Moron glanced at it and found out the man was Tan Youming, a manager of a courier company.
"Hello, Mr. Tan, please come in."
Moron welcomed Tan Youming inside, gave him a chair, and they sat facing each other.
