People gathered and stood by at the entrance. They saw Shang Mo trot in and sat down on the President's seat. His posture was elegant and refined. On his side, a designer immediately stood up and gave up his seat to the President.
The President did not immediately sit down and instead bent his waist, looking at Shang Mo. "Mr. Shang, how about we proceed to my office and talk?"
Plagiarism was really not a good matter and Shang Mo was an important customer of the design institute. He was not willing to let Shang Mo know of such a disgraceful matter.
However, Shang Mo sat, unbudging. "I accidentally heard something outside. I think it was about plagiarism. If I remember it right, you told me that my partner would be Miss Mo."
His gaze fell on Mo Feifei. Before he could confirm things, he would definitely not show a single trace of suspicion.
If things were not as he thought, then forget it.
