After getting drunk once, Wojin had thoroughly reflected on his mistake and resolved to quit drinking! He would quit after these negotiations were over! Until then, he planned not to touch a drop!
Comrade Little King, who had learned of this situation at the time, was left speechless inside.
[Do you have some misunderstanding about quitting drinking?]
Of course, despite grumbling inwardly, Comrade Little King still encouraged him with a smile. In any case, whether Wojin drank or not had no effect on them.
"Lord Wojin, it's time to leave. The carriage is waiting downstairs."
The negotiation site was not far from the diplomatic hall. Once they got into the carriage, it took no more than ten minutes at most. After turning two corners, they arrived.
After getting off the carriage and entering a fairly large building, Wojin could not help asking when he saw the crowded hall.
"Comrade Little King, this is...?"
"This is the State Religion Office."
After briefly stating where they were, Comrade Little King clearly had no intention of offering any further explanation.
The main reason was that this matter was difficult to explain clearly to foreigners.
As they spoke, Comrade Little King, work pass in hand, led Wojin straight into the office area without hindrance, then pushed open the door to the reception room.
"Please rest here for a while. I'll go notify our minister."
After Comrade Little King left, a middle-aged man wearing a black Zhongshan suit, his hair combed with not a strand out of place, walked in with a smile about ten minutes later.
Looking at that unfamiliar face which nevertheless carried a vague hint of familiarity, Wojin unconsciously felt somewhat tense.
The other man, by contrast, seemed much more at ease. He directly extended his hand toward Wojin.
"Hello, I'm Kong