Soon, Wang Zijun arrived in his car.
Xu Qing had originally planned to go out with him to find a place to discuss the matter and then have dinner, but upon further thought, he decided it was not suitable to talk about it outside, so he didn't leave and waited for him to come over instead.
The door was knocked, and before Xu Qing could stand up, Jiang He got up and peeped through the peephole.
She particularly liked this invention; you could see outside from the inside, but not vice versa. If there were a bad guy, you could just stab him through the door with a sword...
"It's my friend, open the door," Xu Qing called out, getting up to find the teapot.
"Oh."
Jiang He still remembered this tycoon, took a glance through the peephole, and then opened the door. Wang Zijun immediately entered, wrapped in his coat, bringing a chill from outside, "I want to tell you..."
He had just stepped in and didn't finish his sentence when he turned to leave, "Sorry, wrong door."
