Untruth
The one who was refered to as secretary Dou got out of the dark silver expensive sedan car to open the door to the back seat for his boss.
"President Ruan."
In a voice that held respect for the other man, the driver who seemed to be a decade and a half younger than the President of PingAn group, bowed as he held the door open for him to enter.
Ruan Kun briskly walked into the back seat, soon after the door closed after him. His driver turned around and got into the driver seat in front to start the engine of the car with his hands on the wheels.
No sooner had the car pulled from away from the resturant, a dark car trailed it discreetly from a distance.
"I didn't want you to go in depth when I was with Chairman Zhao, but what did you say Yu did?!"