The Shrimp
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Mr. Liu, congratulations on your promotion," said a young man wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses as soon as everyone came out of the meeting room.
Zheng Tiezhuang and Liu Changhao stopped talking at the same time and turned to face the young man behind them.
With a strained smile, Liu Changwu said, "Mr. Han, the decision's already been made by the young Chairman Gao. There's nothing we can do."
Han Xing shook his head. "No, you misunderstand. I'm not here to change the young chairman's decision. In fact, I do think that my brother should be punished for his actions."
Liu Changhao's face relaxed somewhat. "I see. So, is there something we can help you with?"
"I was wondering if you two would like to join me for dinner? I've already made a reservation," said Han Xing.
Zheng Tiezhuang shook his head. "No, thanks. My daughter-in-law's making beef stew tonight. I'll probably have an earful if I miss dinner again."