"Pour another glass of water."
Huang Qiangmin entered the office and gulped down Jiang Yuan's tea.
Jiang Yuan got up to refill his water, then smiled and said, "Drink slowly, or you'll feel uncomfortable later."
Huang Qiangmin looked weary and didn't speak initially; he unbuttoned his collar before taking a few deep breaths and said, "I left early at four-thirty in the morning to catch a flight. They only served a glass of water and the meal was so salty..."
Jiang Yuan listened to his complaints with a chuckle and got up to light a stick of incense.
Miao Ruixiang instinctively made a gesture of respect, then turned silently to brew a separate cup of tea for Huang Qiangmin.
"Is this Tieguanyin? It's quite tasty. Isn't there a lot of pesticide residue in Tieguanyin?" Huang Qiangmin began to recover a bit, swirling the cup as he started to nitpick.
