It was half past six when Jiang silently arrived at the clubhouse.

Several guys who are good at clapping horses, such as Mr. Tiekou, Vice-President of Tian Naturally, and his special claps, have made the leaders somewhat fluffy, but only with a very reserved waving hand, saying that he is just out of the consideration of preventing accidents, which is a little worse than Mr. Zhuge's.

At seven o'clock sharp, the absolute male Ambassador of the banquet, accompanied by a director of a counterpart unit in China, appeared in the cafeteria on time and received thunderous applause.

Adequate respect for the host is one of the many fine traditions of...