Tang Jue took the proposal and began to read it intently. For a while, the only sound in the living room was the rustling of paper and Tang Jue's occasional inquiries.
Every word was a pointed insight that laid bare the key points of the proposal, leaving Nangong Mo secretly impressed. This guy had forgotten everything else, but his nature as a shrewd businessman hadn't changed a bit; in fact, it had evolved.
Nangong Mo was waiting for Tang Jue to finish, but he had a feeling that someone was watching him. However, each time he looked, there was nothing there.
Tang Jue's assistant stood quietly by his side, eyes lowered, while the two bodyguards he brought along were stationed, one at the door and the other behind Tang Jue.
Suddenly, Eric's phone vibrated in his pocket. He glanced down to check the message.
[Tone it down!!!—Saiwen]
Eric's lips curled into a slight smile, and he quickly replied, [How do you know I'm not toned down?]
