Chiyoda District, Yorletown, 72nd floor of Mitsui Sumitomo Headquarters.
"Alone in a foreign land I am a foreigner, every festive season I miss my kin all the more, Mr. Lu, long time no see, happy New Year."
When Old Ma saw Lu Liang coming over, he wore a bright smile and personally brought over a plate of dried fruits and snacks, "Let's seek some good fortune."
"Joyful together, joyful together," Lu Liang smiled, casually taking a sour plum, knowing that some places had this custom.
During New Year visits, the host had to present a plate of dried fruits and snacks as a sign of respect to the guests, and regardless, guests had to eat a little bit to show their respect in return.
But this was an act of hospitality from the host; Old Ma seemed to be more than just a simple guest of Mitsui Sumitomo.
Lu Liang looked to the side where there was a man in his early forties; Old Ma introduced him, "This is Mr. Ota Ling."
