C142 He Felt Sorry for Himself

Pei Shaobei was dressed in a dark grey suit, a classic British style. He looked more and more straight and tall. He sat in the middle of a row of middle-aged men with wide faces. He was like a crane standing in a flock of chickens. When everyone looked at him, they would definitely look at him. There was no exception.

The secretary was making a report and giving his speech