Chairman Marshall Qin

Lewis squinted his eyes as he stared at everyone in silence. As usual, his silence caused everyone to break out in sweats. 

"The Chairman is here." Someone announced, breaking the silence as the door opened, revealing an old man who walked in with only his cane supporting him and his iconic fedora hat.

"Don't mind me. Continue." The chairman raised his hand, making Lewis glanced at his grandfather, but didn't stand in his chair.

The chairman's assistant immediately set a chair beside Lewis. He huffed at Lewis' nonchalance as soon as he plopped his butt down.

"I said continue." the chairman ordered, gazing at everyone as they were not saying anything despite his orders. 

"I told them to shut up, for now, sir," Lewis explained with disinterest. "I need to think."