Qin Handong sat across from Li Yifei. Li Yifei was so impressive, so dismissive of him, which made Qin Handong feel that he might really be as powerful as he seemed. For his movies and TV shows, he needed to connect with these wealthy business owners to secure investments; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to manage on his own.
With a humble smile, Qin Handong said, "Mr. Li, forgive my boldness. I know some of the well-known figures in Mile City, but I have never had the pleasure of meeting you, Mr. Li. May I ask what line of business you're in?"
Li Yifei smiled faintly and said, "Then you're mistaken. I'm not in business."
"So, are you with the government?"
Li Yifei's smile deepened. "No, that's not it either."
"Then you are..." Qin Handong frowned, perplexed. Nowadays, to be truly impressive, one had to be either an official or a merchant.
Li Yifei lit a cigarette and said, "I'm just an ordinary employee."
