He actually recognized me as the president of the Giant Umbrella Chamber of Commerce at first glance. Who exactly is this youth?
Behind the mask, an aged face, expressions shifting like the weather, but having tussled in the business world for decades, Carlo Joy had seen it all and quickly adjusted his emotions.
"How is it that I, as the president, cannot come personally to greet you?"
Carlo Joy personally stepped forward, partly because he placed great importance on this mission, and partly because he wanted to see what the youth Tela had mentioned was truly like.
"It's not that, I know you value this task highly. But..."
Yang Yu's words halted mid-sentence. He couldn't very well say that he had initially mistaken Carlo for an ordinary old man, thinking their chamber was too minor, hence sparing no one, not even an elderly man.
The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.
Ultimately, the reason for this atmosphere was that Yang Yu's professional habits had kicked in.
