"Quite unexpected, isn't it?" Tang Yuchen hooked a slight smile onto his lips and carelessly seated himself on the sofa, leisurely resting his legs on the coffee table.
Even though it was a very indecent posture, when he did it, it seemed so natural.
An Mingqi hurried over, smiling obsequiously, "Mr. Tang, what brings you to visit me? You should have let me know in advance so I could have personally welcomed you. If there's any negligence, I hope you can forgive me."
Tang Yuchen tossed the document bag onto the table and slightly lifted his gaze to look disdainfully at him, "Save your flattery. Just look at what's inside."
An Mingqi's face stiffened. He was much older than Tang Yuchen, but he was always humiliated by him; there was nowhere left for his dignity.
He picked up the documents from the table, flipped through them, and his entire being seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, his face turning deathly pale.
