Xia Lei was led to the top floor of the office building by Josef, and into an office. He saw the CEO of Rheinmetall AG, a German man with brown hair, in his fifties. He was big and tall, and slightly overweight. 

“Mr Mark, this is Xia Lei, from China.” Josef made the introduction to Mark Armin but he left out the most basic honorific of ‘Mr’ from his speech. It seemed that the sight of Annina polishing Xia Lei’s shoes for him, and her saying that she would even use her bum to wipe the soles of Xia Lei’s shoes clean had really irritated Josef. 

Mark Armin raised his head and glanced at Xia Lei, but did not get up. “Please have a seat,” he said disinterestedly. He then continued reading a document he had before him, and did not seem like he was going to talk to Xia Lei anytime soon. 

“I shall take my leave now, Mr Mark,” said Josef. 

Mark Armin only nodded in response.

Xia Lei smiled wryly, and walked towards the sofa. He glanced at the document Mark Amin was reading as he passed by his desk.

The document was the one which the German government had given to Rheinmetall...