Just as Mr. Patu was about to approach Lin Qi, he saw Mr. Wo Delike walk over first. He stopped in his tracks and remained where he was.
Walking over at this moment would not be polite. The invitation had to come from a "central" figure—for example, Lin Qi or Mr. Wo Delike could look at him and give him a clear signal. Only then could he approach.
Otherwise, he was better off waiting until the two of them had separated.
This was also the most basic rule of social etiquette. If anything on this magical land was as valuable as "freedom," it had to be privacy!
Restrict someone else's freedom, and they might fight you to the death.
Violate someone else's privacy, and someone would still fight you to the death.
"That old bastard..." Mr. Wo Delike glanced at Mr. Patu.
Among the capitalists, he and Mr. Patu did not belong to the same interest group, but the two actually had a good personal relationship. One could not assume that Mr. Patu was conservative simply because he constantly called himself a "noble."
Sometimes, his ideas were more progressive than those of some young people.
Mr. Wo Delike looked away and walked with Lin Qi to the edge of the crowd. "I saw some guests leave early just now."
Lin Qi nodded. "I discussed some cooperation with them. They need to go back and think it over."
Mr. Wo Delike pursed his lips. "Can I know what kind of cooperation it is?"
The question was actually extremely presumptuous. This concerned privacy—Lin Qi's privacy. When he was unwilling to bring it up himself, it was best not even to ask.
But Lin Qi was not particularly bothered. "Of course. We discussed some cooperation in the military field..."
He explained his ideas