Y.G. Might Come

"Mm."

Pei Yunge replied, rather surprised.

Her second project was still in the research and development stage. Weren't these people too fast?

Just as Pei Yunge was wondering if she should send a message to Director He, Ceng Yue walked in quickly from the door.

"Master Du, Miss Pei."

Ceng Yue did not seem to be shocked by Pei Yunge sitting at their President's desk. However, her eyes lingered between Huo Shidu and Pei Yunge. There seemed to be sparks flying between them.

She seemed to be a frontline audience of a couple who was displaying affection publicly.

After Ceng Yue regained her senses, she revealed a professional smile. "Master Du, Mr Mordan has already arrived at our company's conference room. Director He of the A.M. Computing Institute will arrive in five minutes."

"Mm."