Serve porridge?
Su Yi frowned.
"Director Li, let me."
Lin Batian hurriedly picked up a bowl, served a portion, and placed it in front of Director Li.
"Old Lin, it's not that I want to criticize you, but you're spoiling the younger generation too much."
He looked at Su Yi with some dissatisfaction.
Lin Batian just chuckled, without offering an explanation.
"Go, call them all over, let's discuss business together to save my time."
Director Li instructed the servant at the door.
Soon after, more than a dozen people rushed in.
"Director Li, I'm really sorry to disturb your meal."
"Oh, Director Li, let me wipe your mouth for you."
"I'll give you a shoulder massage."
As soon as these people arrived, they began attending to Director Li's needs.
Su Yi watched them in astonishment, his world view completely overturned.
Lin Batian gritted his teeth and joined them.
"Go away, where did this old man come from? Aren't you just disgusting Director Li?"
