The vice president had a serious face, "People who are not punctual, I'm afraid it's a little difficult to cooperate." He looked at Elder Wang again and said, "President, what do you think?" ”

Wang Lao had been sitting on the chair silently, and he was not as angry as the vice president, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Don't worry, isn't it not ten o'clock yet?" ”

The corners of the vice president's lips tugged, "If you were really sincere, you would have arrived a long time ago." ”

Isn't it a noble status, do you still want to step on it?

Just then, the receptionist walked in with a man who looked to be in his fifties at most.

The man was not tall, he wore a dusty Tang suit, white, as old as if he had been washed countless times, and the whole person was ordinary, no different from an ordinary simple peasant in the countryside.

It was just ten o'clock when he stepped through the door.

The vice president just glanced at the other party lightly and then withdrew his gaze, and there was no extra look.

Wang Lao stood up from the chair, looked at the person who came, and smiled: "It's Mr. Mi, right?" ”

The man paused slightly, bowed his head politely, "Yes...... I'm Mi Wei. ”

Wang Lao pointed to the chair next to him, "Let's sit down and talk first." ”

"Hmm." Wei Wei pulled out the chair without hurry, and he placed the long cigarette stick he carried with him on the table.

The cigarette sticks made of bamboo show the signs of wear and tear of the years.

The assistant next to him poured a cup of tea for Mi Wei, and then walked back to Wang Lao and stood beside him.

Qi Wei tapped his fingers on the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, and did not take the initiative to speak, in the face of Wang Lao and the vice president, he did not seem to be afraid of such a person with high morality and momentum.

It's like just facing two ordinary people.

Very calm.

Wang Lao was slightly surprised in his heart, but after thinking about it, the simple peasants living in the countryside did not have the heart of a philistine, so naturally there was no concept of ladders.

Clearing his throat, Wang Lao took the lead in speaking, "Mr. Mi can really cultivate Secret Orchid?" ”

When these words fell, the vice president next to him finally raised his head and looked at Qi Wei.

"Yes." Qi Wei replied softly.

His throat sounded a little hoarse probably because he smoked dry tobacco a lot, and he coughed several times in quick succession.

The vice president frowned, he has always been very particular, so he subconsciously raised his hand to block the end of his nose.

Seeing that Qi Wei was still coughing, he only felt that the air was full of bacteria, and he couldn't help it anymore, the vice president stood up and said to Wang Lao: "President, I remember that there are still some things that have not been dealt with, and you have to worry more about the affairs of the medicine garden." ”

He didn't even want to hear about Myran.

Wang Lao glanced at him, and naturally noticed his movements, he nodded, "Okay, you can go." ”

The vice president bowed slightly, and then walked out of the reception room quickly, as if he couldn't bear it for another second.

Wang Lao shook his head slightly, looked at the guard who was no longer coughing, and after thinking about it, he whispered to the assistant beside him, "You go and get some throat moisturizer now." ”

When the assistant heard this, he immediately understood, he looked at Qi Wei, and then nodded hurriedly and responded, "Okay." ”

After the assistant left, Wang Lao personally added a cup of tea for Mi Wei, "It's not good to smoke too much." ”

Qi Wei thanked him, and didn't care about the vice president leaving, he picked up the tea, moistened his throat again, and then spoke: "It's just this one." ”

Wang Lao smiled, "By the way, where is Mr. Mi from?" The accent shouldn't sound like the one from the north. ”