"What's wrong with my legs! Make it clear! How are they any worse than hers!"
As he spoke, Xu Chen even stretched out his legs.
"Our President Chen wore black stockings."
Xu Chen looked down and realized it was indeed the case.
"You're so sneaky, actually wearing black stockings."
Chen Lin felt like she couldn't complain even though she was swallowing bitter medicine.
"It's mainly because last night, I bumped my leg on the coffee table, got a bruise, so I wore them today."
"No need to explain, I've already seen through you."
Chen Lin rolled her eyes helplessly, decided not to explain further, and changed the topic.
"Earlier, you mentioned that the overseas headquarters wants to collaborate with the Lingyun Group. Are you staying in Zhong Hai or going back to headquarters during this period?"
"Going back to headquarters," Xu Chen said:
"For something of this level, I'm just there for decoration. When the formal negotiations or signing happens, I'll probably come over."
