"Please, have a seat."
Zhou Jingxian invited Xia Yidong, who was carrying bags of various sizes, into his office.
Earlier, just as Xia Yidong got out of the car and had not yet approached the Hongli Group's building, he saw Zhou Jingxian exiting the building and walking toward a black sedan parked by the roadside.
He had carefully studied his photographs online and recognized him immediately, quickly catching up to him. Learning that Zhou Jingxian had finished his work for the morning and was just about to go out for lunch, he offered to treat him to a meal.
Zhou Jingxian was not a simple man. Accustomed to sizing up people, he could tell at a glance that Xia Yidong was not wealthy, and therefore was unlikely to be a client of his.