Fang Qi continued to watch Jiang Tao's figure disappear at the doorway before retracting her gaze, her mind filled with unsettled thoughts.
"President Jiang appears to have turned into a completely different person."
"That LV casual set he wore must have cost at least thirty to forty thousand."
"Han Lin personally came out to greet him, indicating that his deposits at our branch must be in the tens of millions!"
"It's true you can't judge a book by its cover!"
Having not seen him for a long time, upon meeting again, Fang Qi's impression of Jiang Tao underwent a transformative change.
Inside the VIP reception room for major clients of the Industrial Bank.
After entering the room, Jiang Tao sat down on the black leather sofa against the wall.
Han Lin diligently brewed him a cup of bright, clear tea.
The strong aroma of the tea wafted around, clearly indicating it wasn't cheap.
