Nan Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Understood, I won't make too much of a fuss."
"Good," Bo Yanching also laughed, but his laughter was more mocking, and he didn't immediately pass judgment on the "too much" she mentioned.
Mo Family.
Mo Li sat down and stared at Chu Yao for a long time. She remained calm, casually picking up food with her chopsticks and chewing slowly. Her posture was languid, with a hint of carelessness in her eyes, a bit of coldness, and a good measure of mockery.
Mo Li's temples twitched fiercely as he somewhat restrained his temper.
He asked, "Did you hear what I just said?"
"I heard you clearly."
"Then do as I said, start coming to the office tomorrow."
Mo Li and Mo Tingshen did not work at the same company.
Shengchen was Mo Tingshen's privately-owned enterprise, started from scratch and reached the pinnacle of the industry within just two years, pushing all similar companies out, including Mo's.
