After thinking it through, Zhao Hui felt a sense of peace.
He sat quietly, waiting for Liu Haoran to pronounce his final sentence.
A dozen or so minutes later, Liu Haoran finally finished his work. He stretched languidly, completely at ease.
Then he said to Zhao Hui, "Ah Hui, don't be so formal when you come here. Look, my assistant didn't get you any water. There's some over there, just help yourself."
He got up, grabbed a bottle of water, and handed it to Zhao Hui. Zhao Hui was a little stunned by the gesture. 'President Liu is treating me so well! But for my sister's sake, it seems I'll have to let him down.'
Liu Haoran glanced at his watch and stood up. "Bring the water with you. Let's get going. Would you mind driving today?"
Zhao Hui stood up and asked in a somber tone, "President Liu, is this about Wansheng Square?"
Liu Haoran smiled. "Of course. We're going to solve this very problem!"
