Li Qiao's remaining words were choked back, with no chance to ask anything more, as Academician Jiang had already ended the call.
She leaned against the edge of the desk, her expression faintly falling.
At this moment, a series of footsteps came from the neighboring conference room, sounding like the investors had arrived.
Li Qiao sighed silently, stuffed her phone back into her lab coat, and walked out of the office.
Fu Lvting was still waiting for her in the corridor; seeing her come out, he asked, "A friend of the teacher?"
Li Qiao, with her hands in her pockets, glanced at the frosted glass of the conference room, "Possibly, but the teacher won't be back."
"Then…" Fu Lvting followed her gaze, "Are you going to meet him? When he came in just now, I saw him; he seemed rather imposing, not very approachable."
Imposing?
Are you sure he's here to invest?
