Just as Mr. Li was making tea, Li Cheng saw a stove in the corner and suddenly thought of the welfare home.
Li Cheng stood up and walked over, picked up the kettle on top, looked at the flames jumping in the furnace, and suddenly felt warm in his heart.
Seeing him like this, Mr. Li smiled and said, "Director Li, you've never seen this stove before?"
Li Cheng put the kettle back and said with a smile, "When I was a kid, I loved staying by the stove when it snowed."
"Oh, Director Li's home is..."
"Orphanage. I grew up in an orphanage."
Mr. Li said "Oh" and then asked Li Cheng to sit down and have some tea. The four of them sat around the table, no one mentioned the deposit, just chatting about some small things.
Not long after, Mr. Li said, "It's not easy for you to come here. Yesterday, Director Meng refused to stay for dinner no matter what. Since Director Li is here today, why don't you just have a simple meal here before leaving?"
Meng Jianghong didn't want to stay here for dinner. According to her idea, she wanted to take Mr. Li to the city for dinner.
But Li Cheng said first: "Okay, let's eat here today. Sorry to bother Mr. Li."
Mr. Li waved his hand and said, "It's not a bother, just a few more sets of dishes and chopsticks."
Then Mr. Li went out.
Inside the room, Meng Jianghong said, "What are we eating here? Besides, this is his home turf, and we're kind of at a disadvantage!"
Li Cheng said, "He's only willing to drink here. If we go to the city, he might hold on to it and refuse to let go."
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