Their gazes met in mid-air, communicating silently.
Tang Zhiluo nodded towards him, and Mo Xun expressionlessly pointed at his phone.
The two switched to chatting on WeChat.
Tang Zhiluo: [Why are you here?]
Mr. Mo: [Why are you here?]
Both asked at the same time.
Tang Zhiluo, slightly amused, replied: [I'm here to deliver chips, what about you?]
Mr. Mo: [I'm here for business.]
That made sense, Tang Zhiluo didn't think much of it. After all, Mo Xun being a big corporate executive, it was normal for him to travel around.
Qin Yuwei saw both of them looking at their phones and instinctively felt they were chatting.
She felt somewhat uncomfortable, and turned back to the CEO's office, deliberately choosing a sofa very close to Mo Xun to sit. She crossed her long legs, flipped her wavy hair, and looked at Mo Xun in a seductive posture, "Mo Xun…"
Mo Xun gave her a sidelong glance, "What's wrong? Your eyelids twitching?"
Qin Yuwei nearly tripped!