Han Lie was in his office discussing the stock watchlist with Jiao Fangyan when Old Dou came barging in with Old Xing, practically buzzing with excitement.
"Lie! Are we starting to open positions yet?"
Big Brother Lie lifted an eyelid slightly, not bothering to be polite. "Why are you here? Did I invite you?"
"Heh heh!"
Old Dou, acting overly familiar, plopped himself onto the couch with a sly grin, chuckling and babbling, "How could I dare trouble you for an invitation? I was swamped before. The moment I got some free time, didn't I have to rush over to pay my respects? So, hey, can we start opening positions or not?!"
"Hey, hey! Have some dignity!"
Old Xing, hands clasped behind his back and fingers clutching a slim Prada briefcase, nudged Old Dou's legs aside with his foot. Then, with a disdainful look, he sat down beside him.
