"Who are you looking for?"
As the door slowly opened, the man on the phone hung up and stood at the doorway, looking up at the Central Earth youth outside.
"Are you the manager in charge of drivers here?"
He Ao glanced down at the man in front of him and quickly asked.
"Do you need something?"
The man frowned slightly, put down his phone, glanced up and down the corridor, then returned his gaze to He Ao, "Do you have an appointment? What is the front desk doing, letting people in without notice?"
"Who do you work for?"
He Ao lowered his gaze, his voice calm and icy as he stared at the man before him.
The man was taken aback by the question and then looked up, puzzled, meeting that pair of cold eyes.
It was as if he was being stared at up close by an ancient beast, and the survival instinct ingrained in his genes made his body suddenly tense up, with the sound of his roaring heartbeat continuously pounding against his chest.
"Thank you."