The following evening, Wang Chen headed to the New Moon Building for the banquet.
The idea of dealing with the person causing the problems was indeed very tempting, but it was a choice made out of necessity.
If he could resolve the issues with some Spirit Stones, Wang Chen was willing to bleed a little.
Therefore, tonight he had prepared a congratulatory gift for his new superior.
A hundred Middle Spirits.
These hundred Middle Spirits were placed inside a small Storage Bag specifically designed for gifting, presented to He Haoming upon meeting him.
This new Director of the Scripture Pavilion didn't try to hide his greed at all, he unabashedly took and weighed the bag, revealing a smile that was not quite a smile, "Manager Wang, you are too kind. Please, take a seat."
He Haoming had obviously inspected the contents of the Storage Bag but didn't show the slightest hint of satisfaction on his face.
Anyone else would inevitably feel uneasy.
