In the private meeting room on the second floor of the Town Government Tower, Ren Zhong and Ma Dafu sat facing each other.
Ma Xiaoling originally wanted to accompany them, but was dismissed by the old fat man.
She was hopping mad, but there was nothing she could do.
In the center of the room, a quaint tea table was set, with steaming, aromatic tea on it.
This tea wasn't the common stuff sold in supply stores; it was an item from Comrade Ma's private collection.
Just the scent of the steam made Ren Zhong feel refreshed and invigorated.
As a Fourth Level Citizen, Ma Dafu, whom the wilderness people could only ever dream of becoming, naturally had the privilege of enjoying life.
"Mr. Ren, please have some tea."
Ma Dafu gestured for him to drink.
Ren Zhong picked up the tea, sipped lightly, and a strange fragrance, both sweet and bitter, blossomed on his tongue.
"How does it taste?"
Ma Dafu asked with a smile.
