As he prepared to enter the elevator, Zhong Zemin was stopped by a familiar yet unfamiliar call from behind. "Senior Liang." The man stops in place momentarily before ultimately acknowledging the person who called him out with an irritant smile. "If it isn't the young master of the Xing family, I do not believe I've had the pleasure of formally meeting you." When the front desk heard his words, they did not make a move to stop Xing Qiu Shen from entering anymore. With a devilish smile on his face, the teen didn't hide from Zhong Zemin's sharp look of disapproval, and instead also scrutinized the man in front of him carefully.