In fact, a slightly overweight young man wearing glasses turned around and shouted to Zhao Wensheng, "Group Leader Zhao."
"You are—" Zhao Wensheng adjusted his sleek glasses frame, unable to recognize the person for a moment.
"I'm Sun Jingren." Sun Jingren extended his hand to Zhao Wensheng, displaying excellent public relations skills.
"Hello." Zhao Wensheng hadn't forgotten the anger Jun Ye had just shown in the office towards the man before him; he adjusted his glasses frame and shook the man's hand lightly.
One shouldn't startle the snake by hitting the grass, nor appear too friendly.
Seeing that Zhao Wensheng was willing to shake hands, Sun Jingren looked happy and did not notice. He glanced at Jiang Yan standing beside Zhao Wensheng and casually asked, "And this is—"
"My brother-in-law, my wife's younger brother," Zhao Wensheng said with a knowing, vague smile.
