There is a brown round table in the center of the room, and several carved chairs are placed around it. The chairs have a thick layer of soft cushions. You will not feel cold or hot when you sit on them. The golden color
The curtains combined with brown color and the golden crystal lamp on the ceiling look particularly luxurious and rich.
In the corner of the bookcase, a short-haired man was sitting quietly, with his legs crossed and a European epic in his hands. There was a cup of slightly steaming coffee on the coffee table beside him.
"Cough..." Leng Shaobai closed the door gently, and then walked in slowly. He couldn't bear to disturb the other party, so he could only cough dryly. The other party was obviously awakened by Leng Shaobai's cough. He looked up at Leng Shaobai
, with a touch of surprise on his face, he immediately stood up from the chair and said with a smile: "Mr. Leng, you are here!"
"Yes!" Leng Shaobai was neither humble nor arrogant. Everyone else was excited to see the President of the United States when they saw Odyssey. However, Leng Shaobai didn't have any inappropriate emotions at all. He looked at Odyssey with a smile and said: "President
Sir, I am very sorry for asking you to visit me this time!"
"Don't say that, aren't I doing it for the interests of the United States?" Odyssey shrugged and chuckled: "I wonder what Mr. Leng wants to do with me when he leaves his job and travels thousands of miles to come here.
What do you say?"
"Mr. President, can you bear to let your guest stand and talk to you like this?" Leng Shaobai smiled slightly.
"Oh, my God!" Odyssey slapped his forehead in an exaggerated manner, and then said with great annoyance: "Look at my bad memory, I even forgot that you are still standing, come on... come and sit here!
"
Odyssey hurriedly took Leng Shaobai's hand. Leng Shaobai's hand seemed a little stiff. After all, the limbs had been reattached. Most of the nervous system had been cut off, and only a few nerves were still connected. Therefore, Leng Shaobai
His arms are a little stiff, and he even seems to tremble slightly when holding tableware to eat. On weekdays, he relies on others to serve him most of the time. Relatively speaking, he is feeling much better now. At the beginning,
At that time, there would still be a rejection reaction, but it was relatively mild. With Leng Shaobai's continuous hard work, it gradually eased. There was a brown round table in the center of the room, with several placed around it.
The carved chair has a thick layer of cushions on it, so you won't feel cold or hot when sitting on it. The combination of gold and brown curtains, paired with the golden crystal lamp on the ceiling, looks particularly luxurious.
, wealth.
In the corner of the bookcase, a short-haired man was sitting quietly, with his legs crossed and a European epic in his hands. There was a cup of slightly steaming coffee on the coffee table beside him.
"Cough..." Leng Shaobai closed the door gently, and then walked in slowly. He couldn't bear to disturb the other party, so he could only cough dryly. The other party was obviously awakened by Leng Shaobai's cough. He looked up at Leng Shaobai
, with a touch of surprise on his face, he immediately stood up from the chair and said with a smile: "Mr. Leng, you are here!"
"Yes!" Leng Shaobai was neither humble nor arrogant. Everyone else was excited to see the President of the United States when they saw Odyssey. However, Leng Shaobai didn't have any inappropriate emotions at all. He looked at Odyssey with a smile and said: "President
Sir, I am very sorry for asking you to visit you this time!"
"Don't say that, aren't I doing it for the interests of the United States?" Odyssey shrugged and chuckled: "I wonder what Mr. Leng wants to do with me when he leaves his job and travels thousands of miles to come here.
What do you say?"
"Mr. President, can you bear to let your guest stand and talk to you like this?" Leng Shaobai smiled slightly.
"Oh, my God!" Odyssey slapped his forehead in an exaggerated manner, and then said with great annoyance: "Look at my bad memory, I even forgot that you are still standing, come on... come and sit here!
"
Odyssey hurriedly took Leng Shaobai's hand. Leng Shaobai's hand seemed a little stiff. After all, the limbs had been reattached. Most of the nervous system had been cut off, and only a few nerves were still connected. Therefore, Leng Shaobai
His arms are a little stiff, and he even seems to tremble slightly when holding tableware to eat. On weekdays, he relies on others to serve him most of the time. Relatively speaking, he is feeling much better now. At the beginning,
At that time, there would still be a rejection reaction, but it was relatively mild. With Leng Shaobai's continuous hard work, it gradually eased.
