Confronted by his assistant's disgruntlement, Pei Zhiyao remained utterly composed.
The man chuckled lightly but said nothing.
The assistant's complaints still echoed from the doorway.
Pei Zhiyao then took out some documents, busying himself with the work at hand.
"President Pei, what do you plan to do now?"
Pei Zhiyao's expression didn't change, and he didn't look up.
"Contact Mo Lingtian and tell him I can offer better terms, but I have a demand: he is to cease any collaboration with others."
Once these words were spoken, the assistant nodded earnestly and immediately left the room.
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"Wen Mian? Are you free at the moment?"
At the same time.
Wen Mian had just gotten out of bed when she received a call from Mo Lingtian.
He had already received the cooperation proposal from Pei Zhiyao.
Right now, Mo Lingtian couldn't make up his mind and could only seek Wen Mian's assistance.
"I'm free."
