"Who is it?" An Hao was startled and stopped with her chopsticks.
Qin Jian shook his head, "Don't know. I'll go open the door; you keep eating."
When Qin Jian opened the door, he was surprised to see Li Zecheng standing outside. He was Zhang Guifang's husband, about seven or eight years older than Qin Jian, but not holding as high a position as him.
"Big Brother Li!" Except when addressing rank in the military, Qin Jian normally called them "big brother" in private life.
Here he was almost the youngest, but he didn't hold the lowest position.
"Chief of Staff, may I come to your place for a sit?" Li Zecheng still had a lot of respect for Qin Jian, who was younger than him.
"Just call me Qin Jian. Big Brother Li, come on in," Qin Jian said as he let Li Zecheng into the house.
Seeing that the family was having dinner, he felt a bit embarrassed and sat aside by himself, smoking a cigarette.
It was dinner time when he arrived, so he surely hadn't eaten.
