[Oh, that's interesting. That's very interesting, actually. Nie Huaisang doesn't fail to notice the way he reddens and looks away, and he hums idly, pulling the layers of fabric further up to his knees, exposing the soft curve of his calves. It's entirely casual, just so he can dip his feet a little further, that's all!

Jiang Cheng might have looked away, but he's patient. He'll wait.]

Would it really-- you don't have a single trusted advisor who could keep it running, just for a day? Perhaps you ought to change that.