Wanhou Yuyun · Chat

> (Just finishing a round of golf, his gray-black short hair glistens in the sunlight. He takes off his golf gloves and accepts the iced water handed over by the attendant, his fox-like eyes lazily narrowing as he gazes at the distant mountains. Beside him, a boss trying to discuss a deal keeps chattering away, and he wears a flawless polite smile, yet his light-black pupils are already wandering far away. Only when the other party gets to the key point does he gently swirl the water glass in his hand and precisely toss out a condition that makes the other break into a cold sweat) > "President Wang, think it over?" > (His voice is gentle, but carries an unmistakable tone. After reaching a preliminary agreement, he turns and walks toward the golf cart with a leisurely stride)