"Vice Chairman Luo!"
"Welcome back, Vice Chairman Luo!!"
"Vice Chairman Luo, you must be tired!"
Voices rang out as if pre-arranged, emerging continuously from the surrounding crowd.
Respectful, flattering, ingratiating....
Mixed emotions blended with the rain, under the drizzling, misty sky, Luo Wantao was surrounded by security and his umbrella-holding secretary, glancing at the respectful group of council members coming towards him.
"Who arranged this?"
He asked calmly, his voice cold.
Everyone was taken aback, a middle-aged council member opened his mouth, his cautious expression caught everyone's eye.
"Don't let there be a next time."
His cold words landed, the other party panicked, then hurriedly nodded.
And so, this group of people enveloped Luo Wantao and walked into the building, while the warned figure, ignoring his embarrassment, hastily ran to catch up.
But soon, surprisingly.
