"I'm sorry, I don't know you." Yuan Zhou didn't care about the pathetic actions of Division Chief Lin.
"Don't say like that. My name is Lin Guoli and I work in the tax bureau not far from here. We can be considered working together. How about you sell a cup of the tea to me?" Division Chief Lin didn't actually use his specific position to give Yuan Zhou pressure. Instead, he said frankly and straightforwardly.
Although the identity might not work well against Yuan Zhou, Division Chief Lin was truly not prepared to tell them.
"Xiaoyun, let's drink." Yuan Zhou indicated that he had heard that with a nod, but didn't answer him anymore. Instead, he turned to look at Mu Xiaoyun and said.
"But it is way too bitter and is not pleasant at all. I prefer the watermelon juice to the tea." Mu Xiaoyun said honestly.
"Dear me! Little girl, you are still too young to know the taste." Division Chief Lin answered first before Yuan Zhou.
