Qin Zhenyi found that his call went unanswered, his expression growing increasingly grim, and he ultimately could not sit still any longer. He stood up and headed towards the president's office, with his assistant quickly following him. The secretaries who had been on guard around them also stood up, very directly blocking Qin Zhenyi and his companion's path.
"Gentlemen, this area is for administrative use only, and you are not allowed to enter at will. Please take a seat in the reception area and rest for a while. Would you please cooperate with our work?" Although the secretaries were unaccommodating in their actions, their tone was still very polite, and the smiles on their faces could have served as a model for decorum.
