G City
MS Group
The top floor, a presidential office decked in lavish decoration.
Cheng Jia stood in front of the desk, looking at Mo Zixuan behind the desk, his face shadowed; cynically she thought to herself: Not everyone has the charisma and authority needed to sit in this position.
In the same office, on the same chair, when Mo Xiuchen sat here, even if he didn't utter a word, just one indifferent glance was enough to instill fear and awe.
But look at Mo Zixuan now, no matter how furious he was, throwing documents all over the place, he lacked the authority and imposing presence fit for a CEO. Instead, it seemed laughable.
Just like now, returning from a meeting with a glum expression, he called her in to ask if she had any news about Mo Xiuchen.
In a calm voice, Cheng Jia said, "Mr. President, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran headed to A City from D Country yesterday. I heard they're planning to stay there for a few days before they return."
"They went to A City?"
