Tang Tianlong brought Xia Lei to the tea house’s innermost private room. Xia Lei saw Ling Han, Ye Kun, Mu Jian-Feng, a few military personnel, and a stranger. This person looked to be in his 50s and had clear white skin. He had taken care of his skin well. He gave off an air of haughty arrogance, which made people think that he was not an ordinary person.

That must be what they call the aura of a leader.

Although no one had introduced him yet, Xia Lei could already guess this person’s identity. He must be Yu Shanhe.

“Xia Lei, come, let me make introductions.” Ling Han stood up.

Xia Lei smiled. “I know all the leaders here except for him.” He looked at Yu Shanhe and asked courteously, “This is...?”

Yu Shanhe stood up without waiting for Ling Han to introduce them. “My surname is Yu, and my name is Shanhe,” he said with a smile. He stretched out a hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr Xia.”

Xia Lei stretched out both hands to grab Yu Shanhe’s hand. “Nice to meet you too, Mr Yu.”

Normally, Xia Lei was supposed to call him “Senior Official Yu” or something,...