Tang Jingwei glanced around the office. He had been here before and remembered that time, when he sat in Zhao Feiyang's executive chair while Zhao Feiyang stood by, listening to his guidance.
But now, although Zhao Feiyang stood up as well, he had no intention of leaving his original position. Tang Jingwei was no longer his boss, so he didn't need to give up his seat.
Tang Jingwei didn't sit down; instead, he walked toward the window, gazing at the Phase II construction site that was about to be topped off.
Zhao Feiyang hesitated for a moment, but finally approached, handing a bottle of water to Tang Jingwei: "President Tang, have some water."
Tang Jingwei glanced at it but didn't take it, saying indifferently, "My stomach hasn't been well recently; I can't have anything cold."
Zhao Feiyang said, "Let me make you a cup of tea instead, how about some Longjing?"
"No need to trouble yourself."
