Shen Liang.
A man in his early thirties, young-looking yet brimming with energy, his slightly mature face bore a kind and pleasant smile that gave off a very friendly and amiable vibe, completely devoid of the imposing aura one might expect from someone in a high position wielding great power. If Yang Jian hadn't known his identity, he might have mistaken him for a regular neighborhood uncle.
Though the first impression was quite favorable, Yang Jian didn't think that made the man easy to deal with.
Being at the same level as Zhao Jianguo meant he was surely no simple character; the headquarters wouldn't assign such a person to manage such important matters without good reason.