Trotsky sat in his seat, periodically glancing at his watch, obviously eager to see whether Mu Jinyu would actually take time out of his busy schedule to meet with him.
When he saw Gu Xiyan approaching with a young man on her arm, his eyes lit up, realizing this must be the owner of the Five Divine Silkworm Threads boxer shorts.
The desire for the Five Divine Silkworms squashed his jealousy and dissatisfaction with Gu Xiyan for having Mu Jinyu on her arm.
He squeezed out an enthusiastic smile, stood up, and greeted Mu Jinyu, "Is this Mr. Mu? It's been so difficult to arrange a meeting with you, but upon seeing you, I truly feel that reputation doesn't do justice to meeting in person. Mr. Mu, you are indeed imposing, a spectacular presence, a paragon of virtue..."
Trotsky spoke in not quite standard Mandarin, straining to pour out all the complimentary idioms he had learned.
