novelraw Chapter 258: Not Allowed to Refuse (5)
Chapter 258: Not Allowed to Refuse (5)
Qiao Mo raised her hand to turn on the light, and the room instantly lit up.Fu Nancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on her, carrying a hint of sarcasm and coldness.
Qiao Mo steeled herself and walked forward, taking a seat opposite him.
Only then did she notice a glass of whiskey and several documents scattered casually on the coffee table.
His gaze was indifferent, with a touch of aloofness, as it settled on her, seemingly waiting for her to speak.
"Fu Nancheng..."
’Knock knock.’
Just as Qiao Mo began to speak, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." He straightened up and extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
Immediately, a man entered with two assistants, carrying a black briefcase, with the secretary, Zhuo Lin, following behind.
Qiao Mo was momentarily startled, not expecting him to still have work to deal with so late.
Out of politeness, Qiao Mo stood up and nodded to the men who entered.
The man was initially taken aback, couldn’t help but glance at Qiao Mo twice, then nodded in acknowledgment, and greeted Fu Nancheng: "Mr. Fu."
"Mm."
Qiao Mo stood to the side of the sofa, hesitating over whether she should leave first.
After all, the man had obviously come to discuss business, and her standing there seemed somewhat inappropriate.
But just as she moved, Fu Nancheng seemed to unluckily say to Zhuo Lin in a deep voice, "Close the door."
Zhuo Lin shivered all over, clearly sensing that the boss was in a bad mood today.
He turned around and hurried to the door.
He closed the door, didn’t he...
Indeed he did close it.
Alright, opening and closing it again can’t hurt.
Seeing this, Qiao Mo had no choice but to dismiss the idea of leaving, shifting slightly, resigned to standing by the sofa.
"You have ten minutes." Zhuo Lin spoke up to remind them after returning.
Upon hearing this, the leading man began to eagerly introduce a product to Fu Nancheng: "Mr. Fu... This is our latest developed electronic chip..."
Qiao Mo stood quietly to the side. Initially, she listened attentively for a while, but before long, her legs began to feel sore and numb from standing, and her feet hurt terribly.
To attend this banquet, she was wearing a pair of seven-centimeter high heels.
But unexpectedly, she ended up miserably standing here as if being punished.
Qiao Mo calculated that Zhuo Lin had just said they only had ten minutes.
Waiting a little longer and it would be over.
Yet the man seemed to be against her, talking for nearly twenty minutes without any sign of ending the meeting.
Qiao Mo bit her lip, drooping her head, resigned to continue waiting.
Fu Nancheng glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, not uttering a word.
The man across seemed very excited, getting more enthusiastic as he spoke, his eyes bright, as if seeing hope.
Time ticked by, Fu Nancheng occasionally asking brief questions, at which point the man would launch into another long speech.
In Qiao Mo’s view, the scene could be described as vibrant and lively!
Feet hurt...
Sighed lightly, Qiao Mo looked at her shoes, really wishing she could take them off.
But with so many people present, she really couldn’t bring herself to do that.
So Qiao Mo had no choice but to constantly shift her weight, sometimes putting the weight on her left leg, sometimes on her right leg, to alleviate the pain.
Fu Nancheng noticed her small movements and lowered his gaze, saying in a cold voice, "Alright, that’s enough."
The man was speaking enthusiastically at the moment, but was suddenly interrupted and couldn’t help but be a bit bewildered.
Qiao Mo was a bit stunned, quickly perking up her spirits.
After Zhuo Lin led the men out, she didn’t forget to tightly close the door.
The room suddenly was left with only Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng, instantly turning exceptionally quiet from the previous hustle and bustle.