Led by He Meili.
Chen Fang entered a private room.
Then.
He Meili ordered her people to bring the dishes.
In about twenty minutes, two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup were laid out on the table.
He Meili stood by the table and asked, "Secretary Chen, are you satisfied with the food? If not, I'll have them remake it immediately."
Chen Fang had no interest in the food.
His eyes were fixed on He Meili's body.
Suddenly, he reached out and lightly slapped He Meili's buttocks.
He said, "It's all fine, Comrade Meili, would you like to sit down and eat with me?"
This kind of lecherous action.
It was clear that He Meili loathed it.
She stepped back.
Still with a smile on her face, she said, "Secretary Chen, our reception rules state that management staff cannot sit at the table. If you need anything, just let me know."
Having said this.
He Meili prepared to turn and leave.
At that moment, Chen Fang suddenly stood up.
