Inside the venue, as soon as Mo Shiche entered, he saw the beautiful woman sitting in the middle seat, surrounded by no fewer than seven men, each of them almost eagerly talking to her.
A handsome face immediately darkened.
Were all men so lustful nowadays that they couldn't help themselves at the sight of Luo Qiangwei?
As he watched with a look of distaste and extreme displeasure, someone suddenly called out "President Luo."
Luo Qiangwei got up and walked over with a file in her hand.
For a moment, Mo Shiche wondered what he should say when she passed by and greeted him—
Then he saw Luo Qiangwei walk past him as if she hadn't seen him at all, walking straight on without a sideways glance.
Mo Shiche, "..."
Unable to hold back, he directly grabbed her arm, and Luo Qiangwei turned around, blinking her beautiful eyes, "So it's President Muo, do you have any nonsense to say?"
