Chapter 88 Director: Does duck poop taste good?- "The system sends editors, from a deliveryman to a 007 agent"
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End of corridor, 1901.
There are only four simple words on the door plate: Director's Office.
Secretary Li knocked twice with moderate force.
"Come in."
A steady and loud voice came from inside.
Secretary Li pushed open the door, stepped aside to make way, and made a "please" gesture to Gu Chengan.
Gu Chengan stepped in.
The office is not too big, no more than 30 square meters by visual inspection, but the space is used extremely cleanly.
There is a dark solid wood desk with a neatly arranged tabletop. The most eye-catching items are two landline phones and a national flag ornament.
Behind the desk is a dark solid wood bookcase, which is full of books. It can be seen that there are signs of being turned over, so they are not samples.
There is a set of dark sofas by the window, and a set of plain white porcelain Kung Fu tea sets placed on the coffee table.
There is only one trace of personalization in the entire room - a group photo of a group of young soldiers wearing old-fashioned military uniforms is placed on the top shelf of the bookcase.
It only takes a moment.
He Xiangdong stood up from behind his desk.
He appears to be in his fifties, 1.78 meters tall, and has a well-maintained body shape. It can be seen that he has the habit of exercising all year round. He wears a white short-sleeved standard shirt, with the title of Second Class Police Superintendent on his shoulders and a standard belt.
Although he was in his own office, he was neatly dressed and meticulous.
Gu Chengan stood at attention and gave a standard police salute.
He Xiangdong was slightly startled, then returned the salute, then smiled and stretched out his hand: "Commissioner Gu, don't be so polite, just sit down."
"Hello, Director He." Gu Chengan stretched out his hand and shook it.
Secretary Li was already making tea, and he moved smoothly, from warming the cup to filling the water, without making any unnecessary noise.
Soon a cup of tea was handed to Gu Chengan, and a cup was placed in He Xiangdong's hand. Then he left and closed the door behind him.
"How about a taste of this tea? This is my treasure!"
"Then I'm honored." As he said this, Gu Chengan picked up the tea cup and looked at it first.
The tea soup is dark amber in color, oily and translucent.
Take a light sip.
"Commissioner Gu, how about tea?"
"Good tea! The entrance is calm and restrained, and the aftertaste is long-lasting. What about Wudong single bush?"
He Xiangdong raised his eyebrows: "Awesome, you can taste it right away, you're an expert."
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