Yan Rusheng reached for his phone and dialed a number.
When he heard the voice on the other line, a smirk appeared on his face. "Chairman Zhang, I'm in the office, and I would like to invite you over for a cup of tea."
His cold-looking eyes were fixed intently on the laptop screen as he spoke.
The other party didn't reject and agreed in a trembling voice. Yan Rusheng's smirk became more pronounced. "Good. I will be waiting for you in the office with water and tea leaves."
After keeping the documents, the attorney walked to Yan Rusheng and timidly peered at him. He bowed rather awkwardly. "President Yan."
He waited for his instructions.
Yan Rusheng continued looking at the screen as he moved the mouse. "Go outside and wait for a while."
"Yes." He nodded and left the room.
Half an hour later, an old man in his sixties rushed into Yan Rusheng's office.
