As Cheng Gang blabbered on, the middle-aged man in a white robe with silver hair and a weathered face broke out in a cold sweat,
hurried over and said earnestly:
"Supreme Lord, please come to the Chairman's loft, I will certainly give you a satisfactory answer."
Cheng Gang glanced at him sideways and snorted, "You old man are not behaving properly, what's the meaning of following a guy around?"
The middle-aged man with a weathered face felt ashamed; who was the one being inappropriate, loitering in the women's uniform section; but these were words he dared not utter, and he clarified:
"Supreme Lord, you wrong me, I was inspecting the store, yes, inspecting the store."
Xiao Ye sized him up and noted the man's weathered face, but his silver hair looked quite suave.
Must have aged too quickly! Not old in age, but looks old.
No wonder Cheng Gang calls him old man.
