Pretoria, as one of the capitals of South Africa, is undoubtedly prosperous.
However, Demira, being an MP, has chosen not to live in the city center, but rather in a modest house in the old town.
This place looks somewhat rundown, completely unbefitting his status as an MP.
When Ye Hanwen and his companions visited, Demira displayed little resistance and courteously invited them inside.
"I only have red tea left at home, I hope you'll find it agreeable," Demira spoke fluent English as he brought several cups of tea from the bar.
"Ye, I know you're here to discuss last time's matters, but I'm sorry, I really can't make an appearance."
Qi Yun took the teacup and thanked him.
They had planned to use coercion, but the hospitality made him feel quite embarrassed to present those videos.
He sighed inwardly, realizing he was too kind-hearted to be an effective businessman.
Ye Hanwen stared into the tea in his cup, showing hesitance on his face.
