097 Selection Race_1

After returning from the hot pot restaurant, Qiao Dongyang had been staring at the post that Chi Yue posted. The short two lines of text, he read over and over countless times, yet he had not made any response, which left Assistant Hou very puzzled.

Is he thinking of forwarding it but doesn't know what to comment?

"Mr. Qiao, how do you plan to respond?"

Assistant Hou didn't dare to guess his boss's thoughts and asked cautious and tentative.

Qiao Dongyang turned his head without expression, "Don't respond."

Huh? Not responding, but looking for so long, what is he watching for?

Assistant Hou's brow furrowed, "The issue has gotten pretty big, everyone is waiting to see Mr. Qiao's response..." including himself, who had secretly created a burner account to @ Qiao Dongyang, asking for his opinion on Miss Chi's post, let alone others.

However, the boss's thoughts were unlike those of ordinary people.

Qiao Dongyang snorted ambiguously, "Not responding is the best response."