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    Qin Mo deepened his eyes and did not reply immediately.

    Fu Jiu wasn’t in a hurry, sitting on the chair with his fingers against his chin, looking at that dialog box.

    About five seconds passed.

    That finally showed a word on it.

    “Good.”

    This is Qin Mo calling.

    Fu Jiu wanted to ask something else, like where to meet and how to get in touch.

    It was interrupted by the other side.

    “I’m still in a meeting, so I’ll talk more about the meeting later.”

    Commanding tone, cold without any semblance of warmth.

    But …… meeting has not forgotten to reply to her.

    The Great Spirit is really into her, isn’t he?

    Fu Jiu wickedly hooked his thin lips, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

    Qin Mo’s eyes skimmed over the words “I’ll wait for you” and raised his hand to close the business notebook.

    The secretary followed him, full of incredulity.

    Was he mistaken?

    Why did he feel as if Mr. Qin had just laughed?

    By the time Qin Mo walked into the conference room, the executives had already closed their voices.

    But what the president was doing for those ten minutes when he disappeared, they were genuinely curious!

    Looks like it’s playing a game?

    When did games become so attractive?

    Qin Mo didn’t look at them, slowly paced to the expensive leather chair, put the business book down, legs slightly hiked, his aura shocking.

    “Go on.”

    A single sentence caused the executives to collect themselves.

    “Mr. Qin, this is this quarter’s e-sports statement, there are more than fifty companies in the city ……”

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