Mo Nanze raised his hand, glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist, and saw the hour hand pointing to nine.
There was still some time before the press conference at three in the afternoon, so Mo Nanze simply sat down.
The sofa was rather low, and his long legs were bent, making him seem somewhat constrained.
Li Haiguang handed him a cup of warm tea, his expression one of disdain as he said, "Those guys really haven't had anything good; they even say that this tea, which costs one thousand yuan per jin, is the best... Lawyer Mo, as you see, we only have so much to work with, so I apologize for the inconvenience."
Mo Nanze's gaze was cold, and he half-closed his eyes impatiently.
"Li Haiguang, let's get straight to the point," Mo Nanze said coldly, "You should know my rate, and I've only reserved an hour for you."
Li Haiguang sat down opposite Mo Nanze, crossed his legs leisurely, and leaned back in his chair.