Hearing this, Chu Mo gently opened his eyes. He straightened his sleeves, and then said with rare seriousness,
"Please."
Before long, the high-speed elevator door that went straight up to the 125th floor opened. A middle-aged man dressed in dark blue suits, looking very dignified, stopped in front of it, and his hearty laugh could already be heard from afar.
"Younger Brother Chu, so elegant. You sure know how to enjoy life with beautiful scenery and lovely ladies around, truly enviable! Hahaha!"
Compared with his indifference to Zhang Caicai just now, Chu Mo stood up and proactively went forward to greet the man. While shaking hands, he said to Fan Zhijian, the helmsman of the fifth family in the city, with a smile on his face,
"It's my honor to have you here, President Fan! Please have a seat!"
