Beitang Qing extended his hand, wearing a smile, composed and elegant, "Mr. Chen, you're too kind. I've heard a lot about you and have long wanted to meet you. I finally have the honor today, and I feel very privileged..."
The two greeted each other warmly. Their conversation felt as if they had known each other for a long time, as if they were old friends not seen for a while. The conversation seemed friendly, dissipating the potential explosive atmosphere from just a moment ago.
Yet, the fundamental boundaries between them were clearly drawn. Those who knew them could see that despite the calm surface, a storm was brewing beneath.
Onlookers nervously swallowed, as they stood there, and even a casual comment, a smile, or a pointed finger seemed to be a grand gesture of strategy. The more the onlookers watched, the more insignificant they felt in comparison.
Kang Chen and Beitang Qing spoke for a few minutes, but neither mentioned anything about the negotiation.
