The next day, in the morning.
Li Zhongnan arrived at the agreed place. From afar, he was stunned by the sight of Zhao Yi. She looked stunning dressed in a loose casual outfit. Missing the sharp trim of her work clothes, she appeared more charming. She was a captivating sight indeed.
Li Zhongnan walked over and gave her a faint smile, "Sister, I'm here."
Seeing Li Zhongnan, Zhao Yi was taken aback. Dressed in a suit, the once slick youngster appeared both mature and handsome. Accidentally, she thought of that night and felt a gentle warmth on her cheeks.
After thinking for a bit, she said, "Zhongnan, just call me by my name, or Old Zhao maybe." In the southern regions, it is a way to show respect and does not necessarily imply closeness.
Zhao Yi?
He couldn't possibly call her that!
Li Zhongnan nodded and asked, "Old Zhao, where are the clients you introduced?"
"We're meeting for breakfast," she said.