"Mrs. Yan, this way please." The young man led the way and knocked on the District Head's office door. He bowed slightly once more and gestured her towards the door.
Xuxu smiled at him and thought to herself, "At least their intentions weren't so obvious."
"Alright, my guest is here and I have to hang up."
A middle-aged man, who was obviously balding, was sitting on a desk that was located by the windows. He still had his grip on his phone when Xuxu entered the room. He greeted her and promptly ended the call.
He rose and smiled graciously at Xuxu.
"Mrs. Yan, you're here. Please take a seat." He turned to glance at the young man standing by the door. "Xiao Zhang, brew some tea."
Xuxu waved her hands to reject him. "District Head Jia, there is no need to make such a fuss."
After briefly exchanging pleasantries, they walked to a vintage-looking black couch and sat down.
