Because of Mr. Song's performance at the previous party venue, the employees who followed Xu Ke were deeply impressed. At first, they were a bit reserved and held some bias against Mr. Song.
But in the interactions that followed, they saw another side of Mr. Song. He was gracious and polite, speaking with just the right amount of tact, quickly changing their perception of him.
By the end of the party, the employees brought by Xu Ke could already call Mr. Song their brother.
Mr. Song's social skills had to make Xu Ke admire him anew.
After sending off all the employees, only Mr. Song and Xu Ke remained.
The night breeze gently blew over, carrying the fragrance of distant flowers, adding charm to the moonlit night.
"I wonder why Mr. Song threw me an olive branch?" Xu Ke looked at the distant, softly glowing moon in the sky and asked, grasping the initiative in his own hands.
