Inspection Office, Temporary Holding Room.
The small window on the iron door was pulled open with a clang.
The previously overbearing staff member, Old Li, peered in.
His face was now full of smiles, with wrinkles piled together from the grin.
"Mr. Gu..."
His voice carried a noticeable tone of flattery.
"You see, this room is both stuffy and damp. Why don't you come out and sit in the reception room?"
Behind him, a young clerk was holding a steaming cup of tea. The teacup was a brand-new white porcelain cup, and the tea leaves were of the finest Longjing.
"Mr. Gu, have a sip of water to moisten your throat."
The young clerk's hand was trembling slightly, and the tea was almost spilling out of the cup.
Gu Yanshen didn't move.
He didn't even lift his eyes to look at them. He remained seated on that cold chair, his back straight as a pine tree.
Old Li's smile was slipping off his face.
