Hengzhong Group, CEO's office, 8:59 a.m.
Behind the desk, Mo Chen sat in the swivel chair, his handsome face grim, eyes lowered, staring at his phone.
His long fingers with distinct knuckles tapped on the desk intermittently.
Secretary Jiang and Assistant Liu stood to one side, carefully watching his expression.
The senior management staff in the meeting room were all present, just waiting for him to come over and start the meeting.
"President Mo, the meeting room is..."
Suddenly!
The phone vibrated!
A flash of light quickly passed through the man's pitch-black eyes as his slender fingers picked up the phone, but he deliberately waited a while before finally answering.
From the other end of the phone came Qiao Ruoxin's soft and sweet voice, "Mo Chen, are you waiting for my call?"
Mo Chen snorted derisively, his tone filled with disdain, "Speak quickly, I'm in a meeting."
Secretary Jiang: "..."
Assistant Liu: "..."