Lu Lijun entered the president's office where Jiang Yuyan was waiting for him after watching the live press conference. She could only pity those journalists for encountering someone as fearless and blatantly bold as Lu Lijun.
"You seem impressed," Lu Lijun commented as he noticed Jiang Yuyan staring at the laptop screen.
She offered him a smile. "Indeed. It was quite the show."
He walked towards her and watched her stand up from the chair as she said, while pointing towards the chair, "All yours, Mister Lu."
Lu Lijun gently pushed her back, causing her to sit back down in the chair.
"What are you—"
He leaned down toward her, his hands resting on the headrests of the chair. "Didn't you say, 'all yours'?"
"I was talking about the chair."
"But I am more interested in you. I was pleased to hear when you said 'all yours' and—"
