Du Limin was sizing up Li Xu inconspicuously.
He was young and looked like a student, but there was an indescribable calm and restraint about him.
His demeanor was relaxed, his movements free and easy, not showing the slightest bit of nervousness or unnaturalness from trying to hide something. To him, it seemed, the ongoing secret transaction involving 80,000 RMB was nothing more than an ordinary chat.
At first glance, his appearance seemed average, but on closer inspection, there was an inexplicable "pleasantness" about him, especially those eyes, the eyes...
A chill ran through Du Limin's heart, and he quickly lowered his head to avoid the gaze that intersected with Li Xu's.
"Old Du, have some tea!" said Li Xu.
"Oh, yes, yes, good," Du Limin covered up the small awkwardness of being caught peeping with the act of drinking tea, then pondered where to start the conversation.