Mr. Qi, the village chief, burst into laughter and stretched out his hand, at least giving the Xinxiang Village Team ample face.
These pleasantries were also said just right, with nothing to pick at.
In matters of social interactions, Mr. Qi was definitely an old hand, handling such situations with ease.
Leader Zhou hesitated for a moment, but there is a saying that one does not slap a smiling face, and even if there had been some friction between the two villages, that was a thing of the past.
"You're too polite, Mr. Qi, we were just lucky, that's all. Please, have a seat, everyone."
Leader Zhou smiled faintly and gestured for everyone to sit.
Next to him, the two team members also hurriedly poured tea, daring not to show any neglect.
With everyone gathered, the atmosphere was quite good.
Chen Xiaolong took a gentle sip and could tell that this was high-quality tea.
