"Knock knock knock..."
The door to the CEO's office of Tianci Capital was knocked.
Luo Peng, engrossed in his phone, caressed his chin without looking up.
"Come in."
As soon as Jiang Chen entered, he saw the other party absorbed in his phone, an uncontrolled mischievous smile on his face.
Clearly, he wasn't busy with any serious work.
And here Jiang Chen had thought the guy was still diligently working just before clocking off.
He'd thought too much.
"What are you looking at that's making you smile so lasciviously?"
Jiang Chen joked as he approached—after all, there were no outsiders.
"Lascivious?"
Luo Peng looked up, rubbing his face, "Such a handsome face, and you describe it with 'lascivious'? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Jiang Chen pulled up a chair and sat down across the office desk, "How about I get you a mirror to look for yourself?"
"Jealousy, sheer jealousy."
Luo Peng sneered.
"What are you looking at?"