In room 501 and 502 of motai hotel in Jiangling District, Huang Biao, the director of the blue-light electronic LCD manufacturing factory, and Wang Xiaodong, the sales manager, were staying there.
The two of them were relatives. After dinner, they realized that it was still early and sat in the room to chat.
Wang Xiaodong wasn't even 30 years old yet, and he was at the peak of his energy. He was smoking and complaining to the factory manager, " new era's CEO Hong is really arrogant. He didn't even treat us to a meal after he finished his business. Doesn't Hong Kong know the ways of the world at all? "
"I understand."
Huang Biao's eyes were fixed on the animal Planet on the television as he replied,"It's just that our status isn't high enough, and he's too lazy to spend more time on us."
"Did you see the pretty President Zheng today?"
