"Hem, okay. I understand. Don't tell Mr. Evans anything. Let me finish it," said Kenand.
He then hung up the phone. He is currently sitting at one of the tables in a fine restaurant in Shanghai.
Meanwhile, Evans is having a conversation with his business partners.
"I hope you won't find out until we get back to the Republic," Kenand muttered.
After almost two hours of discussing with each other, they shook hands. Looks like this discussion is going well.
After finishing, Evans immediately approached Kenand.
"Do I have another schedule?" asked Evans.
"No, Sir. Since you and Mr. Chen Li have agreed, it's just a matter of signing off," said Kenand.
"Okay, let's go back to the hotel," Evans said.
Kenand is confused about what to do now. He'll want to see your show last night if he's in the hotel.
"Sir," Kenand called.
"What is it?" asked Evans.
"You don't want to buy gifts for the DC team?" Kenand asked.
