"Hold on for a minute." Zheng Weijun called Wang Yao right in front of President Pan.
"Hello, Master, it's me, Weijun." The way he addressed Wang Yao piqued the other president's interest. Such a respectful manner of speaking was usually only reserved for interactions between an elder and a younger person, or between a person of lower status and a superior. It was rare to see such an attitude elsewhere.
"Alright, noted."
"Would you be available in the afternoon? Could we make a trip to your place after we're done with lunch?"
"No problem."
President Pan smiled. He really wanted to meet the man who prompted the likes of someone from the Zheng family, who had always held themselves in high regard, to behave in such a respectful manner and addressed someone using such a title. He wanted to know just what kind of person that doctor was.
President Pan smiled and said, "I'd really like to meet the man you talked to so humbly,"