Wanhua Building.
In the midst of Shen Congyun's contemplation.
Tap tap tap—
The sound of footsteps echoed on the wooden floors of the loft, ringing in Shen Congyun's ears.
Hearing this noise, he immediately snapped out of his thoughts.
The next moment.
A woman in her thirties appeared in front of Shen Congyun.
She was dressed in a cyan robe, moving gracefully, her expression exuding an aristocratic demeanor.
"Qingyi!" Shen Congyun greeted her with a smile.
Upon hearing this nickname, the woman in the cyan dress, with an aura of graceful opulence, smiled at Shen Congyun.
"Congyun, I've heard you've been frequently investigating someone these past two days, have you discovered some promising talent?"
Shen Congyun smiled, "Why? Is Sister Qingyi also interested?"
The woman, showing her noble demeanor, said, "I know you always have high standards; I'm naturally curious about anyone you deem to have potential."
