"President Gao, what happened?"
Someone beside him asked.
"Just a little issue, everyone keep enjoying your meal. I'll go deal with it and be right back!"
Gao Guang stood up, his face plastered with a forced smile.
For businessmen, such a conditioned reflex of a fake smile has become second nature.
"President Gao, go ahead and take care of your business, don't mind us!"
Naturally, no one dared to delay Gao Guang's matters.
As Gao Guang exited the private room, he saw Gui Jiaoqi, looking utterly downcast.
At that moment, Gui Jiaoqi was wrapped up like a zongzi, sitting in a wheelchair, looking as wretched as one could get.
Gao Guang was taken aback for a moment.
He had wanted to give Gui Jiaoqi a few words for not doing his job with enough dedication.
But seeing Gui Jiaoqi in such a state, he couldn't help but be somewhat stunned.
"What happened to you? Hit by a car? Or crashed into a tree?"
Gao Guang couldn't help but ask.
"Ouch!"
