Huang Shan, reeling from the blows, felt his scalp tingle and broke out in a cold sweat. He couldn't quite understand how Ye Fan had come to know these things. Could it be that Ye Fan had overheard their entire conversation just now? Yes, that must be it; otherwise, how could Ye Fan possibly know so much?
Having figured this out, Huang Shan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lit a cigarette, took a deep inhale, let the smoke swirl around in his lungs, and after being stimulated by the smoke, he felt much better. Looking quietly at Ye Fan, he knew he couldn't just admit defeat; he had to find a way to fight back.
Huang Shan indeed had been rattled by Ye Fan's recent barrage of sharp questions, but the wily Huang Shan quickly understood that this was just Ye Fan's strategy. Yes, a strategy, and it seemed he had underestimated his opponent. With this in mind, Huang Shan smirked and said, "President Ye, my relationship with President Lu is simply one of cooperation."
