"President, Mr. Zhang Menglong is here!"
"He's finally here, quick, go make some tea!" The president hurriedly straightened his clothes, displaying the same serious and solemn demeanor he reserved only for meetings with provincial and national leaders.
"So, you must be President Xu? I've heard much about you. One look and I can tell you're an intellectual." In fact, Zhang Menglong had not known that Gusu University's president's last name was Xu, but of course, politeness was necessary.
"Mr. Zhang, you are much younger than I expected," said President Xu as he shook hands with Zhang Menglong. "Come, please take a seat."
"President Xu, you need not address me as Mr. Zhang. I am at most a junior to you; just calling me Xiao Zhang would suffice,"
"Alright, Xiao Zhang, then I won't stand on ceremony," President Xu responded with a beaming face.
"Oh, by the way, this is my girlfriend, and this is my personal assistant. They won't disturb our discussion here, will they?"
