"Prime Minister Ning, what a surprise visit! I'm truly honored," Yang Pujun laughed heartily, extending his hand towards Ning Guangyao from afar.
Yang Chen stood beside Ning Guangyao but seemed to go unnoticed.
Ning Guangyao looked pleased. "Yang Pujun, how many times have I told you not to call me that in private meetings? Do you think I don't know your flattery?"
"Heh, you know me too well, Old Ning. But with so many soldiers around, I have to give you some face," Yang Pujun replied.
Ning Guangyao disregarded the formalities. Although he was half a head shorter, he casually put his arm around Yang Pujun's shoulder and said nostalgically, "The last time we met was during the National People's Congress. Several months have passed so quickly. We old friends hardly get to see each other these days."
