He looked at Feng Yi with fervent eyes, as if he were beholding a golden statue radiating with a holy golden light.
Feng Yi gazed at the man before him—a few years his senior, already a CEO of a major company, a successful figure worth billions in the eyes of the world. He found it awkward to call him "Geng" outright, "Bro" wasn't quite appropriate, and "President Yue" seemed too distant, so he simply settled for, "Hello."
His gaze shifted from Geng to another lady nearby.
Ji watched Feng Yi with intense eyes. Her fingers at her sides twitched as if she were about to rush over, pinch his cheeks, and pry open his poison fangs to take a look, but she ultimately restrained herself and came forward to shake hands tightly with Feng Yi:
"Hello! I am Ji Fan, the head of the Progenitor Laboratory!"
Feng Yi steadied his facial expression, not wanting to be intimidated by their enthusiasm.
It had to be said, when Feng Yi put on an act, he genuinely looked quite daunting.
