"Su Mo!?"
"Su, the Chief of the Ziyang Escort?"
"Where is he?"
As Luo Changsheng's words fell, they ignited a thunderous surprise.
Everyone had just been discussing Su Mo's affairs, and now Su Mo himself was present?
For a moment, everyone was somewhat at a loss, and also a little embarrassed.
Many people recalled in their hearts whether they had spoken ill of Su Mo earlier, and whether they would be held accountable by Su Mo later on.
As their thoughts tumbled, Su Mo had already stood up.
He glanced at Luo Changsheng with a slight hint of puzzlement:
"I am indeed Su Mo."
"Su, the Chief, I request a moment of your time."
Luo Changsheng clasped his hands together, not daring to neglect: "I wonder if Su, the Chief, would spare a moment for a private word?"
"Not at all."
Su Mo smiled: "Let's go upstairs."
"Good, may I trouble Su, the Chief to lead the way."
Luo Changsheng immediately nodded his head.
