"Uh... Mr. Gu, I was just looking at the materials..." Zhao Chen tried to feign ignorance.
"You still heard it, even while looking at materials." Gu Annan didn't plan to let him play dumb.
Zhao Chen had also been puzzled— if Mr. Gu himself didn't know the answer to this riddle, how could he possibly know what they hadn't clarified?
Glancing in the rearview mirror, he noticed Mr. Gu's expression didn't look good.
It seemed to be a question that was giving him a real headache.
"It seems like there's nothing..." Zhao Chen ventured, "Miss Lu should have understood Mr. Gu's meaning."
After all, he had stated it so clearly, Miss Lu shouldn't have failed to understand.
Gu Annan remained silent and instructed the driver to start the car.
