"Xiao Liu, put the document down and step out for now."
Han Ruobing said to her female secretary.
"Okay, President Han."
The female secretary nodded, placed the document on the desk, and turned to leave.
Tang Luo watched the secretary's retreating figure, squinted his eyes, and thought: the bait has been thrown, when will the fish bite?
If last time he was just suspicious, this time he was certain, this female secretary, she definitely had issues!
Once the secretary had left, Han Ruobing looked at Tang Luo, "What's going on?"
"Hmm? What's going on?"
"You were acting strange just now."
"Strange? Heh, not really. I was just lamenting how a few broken rocks could be so valuable, making life so hard for us poor commoners!"
Tang Luo didn't plan on telling Han Ruobing about this matter; after all, it wasn't certain when the fish would bite!
Poor commoners?
Han Ruobing was somewhat speechless. If you're a poor commoner, then there're no poor people in the world!
