In a small café near the DOD building, Colonel Lai De, now out of uniform, kept glancing at the watch on his wrist.
It had been fifteen minutes past the agreed-upon time.
But Fei Er still hadn't arrived.
As a professional responsible for external news releases, he almost guessed how Fei Er would later explain his tardiness.
After all, it was impolite behavior.
The reason he did this was to keep himself on tenterhooks.
After all, he was the anxious one now.
There would be a routine press conference in two days, and if this matter wasn't resolved within those two days, allowing public opinion to ferment, then that press conference would be a disaster.
And news release and external communication were precisely the duties of a press officer; if not handled well, it would be his responsibility, inescapable.
Now, Colonel Lai De also had a card up his sleeve.
In this contest, he was not without cards to play.
