My answer was flawless, and the man let out a couple of forced laughs, "Standing like this is quite tiring. Why don't you, Mr. Lin, and I go to my office and take a break?"
I extinguished the cigarette in my hand, gave the man a once-over, and then nodded.
Following the man to his office, the only way to describe the environment was 'spartan'. The man cheerfully invited me to sit down, then poured me a glass of water, "The factory area is quite simple, I hope you don't mind, Mr. Lin."
To me, it didn't really matter. After all, I was here to work, not to vacation. The state of the surroundings didn't bother me. I took the glass, sipped some water, and then put the glass down.
It's not that I was being cold, but I just didn't have much to talk about with this man. The calculation in his eyes was all too clear.
