National Forensic Doctor

"Don’t make too much, I’ll just have a bite," Director You sat down and made a point to remind them again.

But when a leader says to keep it simple, subordinates dare not take it literally.

So, everything available today was served to Director You, one after another. From dry pot chicken and dry pot fatty intestines as rich dishes, to dry pot ribs and shrimp, dry pot bullfrog as less rich dishes, all were red and yellow in color, blended with the strong scent of spices, and incredibly tempting to the hungry.

Director You was actually hungry himself and, without much politeness, picked up his chopsticks and started eating with Jiang Yuan and the others.

For an official of his rank, simply joining in the fun with the people can make everyone very happy, more effective than any speech or casual chat. Its value is like the area-of-effect damage of a beautiful woman, and not even middle-aged men resistant to excitement are immune to it.

"The fatty intestines are really delicious, tender and rich but not greasy," Director You praised while putting down his chopsticks: "It’s a pity I can’t eat more, need to control my weight, I’ve already eaten too much today."

Director You patted his belly, looking somewhat regretful.

"Won’t you eat a few more pieces? Get busy for a while, and it will digest," Jiang Yuan casually replied.

Director You enviously looked at Jiang Yuan and shook his head, "That’s you young people who have fast metabolism. When I was young, I could also eat two big bowls of rice in one meal, but not anymore, now eating a few more bites results in weight gain the next day."

Jiang Yuan chuckled a bit, feeling that his emotional intelligence today was somewhat lacking.