“Ah, but the fact is the fact, and it’s hard to argue,” Hao Yunyang said with a smile, then continued, “Don’t tell me you think I came to Taiyuan for sightseeing and fun?”
“Isn’t that so?” Chen Siwei was still smiling, but a hint of seriousness had begun to appear between his brows. Squinting at Hao Yunyang, he joked, “What merit do I have that would trouble you to travel thousands of miles?”
“Hehe. This toast is to thank Director Chen for his hospitality,” Hao Yunyang smiled without speaking, filled his wine glass, then raised it to Chen Siwei and said, “Honestly, I’ve been out many times, but this is the first time someone has treated me to a meal, and such a high-end one at that. Just for this, Director Chen, you’ve attracted me to travel thousands of miles.”
“Is there anything else that attracts you?” Chen Siwei held his wine glass without drinking, playing with it and looking at Hao Yunyang with interest. After the previous meaningless probing, he began to steer the conversation to the main point: “About what you said in the bathhouse restroom yesterday, what did you mean? Forgive my dullness, but I thought about it all night and couldn’t make sense of it. I hope you can enlighten me.”
“Heh!” Hao Yunyang chuckled, tilted his head, and drank the red wine in his glass like a water buffalo, then put down the glass and looked at Chen Siwei, his mouth curling, “Director Chen is smart. I’ve already made things so clear. How could you not understand the meaning? You don’t believe me, do you?”
Chen Siwei’s smile gradually froze, staring directly at Hao Yunyang for several seconds before saying, “You’re quite straightforward, young man.”
“It’s not about being straightforward, just a friendly reminder that some things should not be touched,” Hao Yunyang said without looking at Chen Siwei, “Touch it and die, approach it and perish.”
