Halfway through the negotiation, there was a thirty-minute break for the Xipei management to make internal decisions and deliberations. During this time, Xu Zhou took her to the VIP reception room.
Mr. Chen is resting here.
The plush carpet muffled the sound of high heels, she deliberately lightened her footsteps, because the man on the sofa was resting with his eyes closed, and she wasn't quite sure whether to disturb him or not.
Approaching little by little with the scent of Shanguo Xinxang, after a few seconds, the fragrance suddenly stopped, staying in place, without any intention to move forward.
The young girl's thoughts were too obvious.
Chen Jingyuan slowly opened his eyes, gazing calmly at her from a distance that was neither far nor near, lifted his chin slightly, signaling her to come over and sit.
In the boss's private space, even Assistant Xu would not dare to knock on the door lightly unless it was urgent business.
She should relax.
