Zhou Tao stopped at the door, "I promised him that I would definitely pass on this message to you."
Behind the desk, Mu Tianye, holding a pen, raised his eyebrow.
Zhou Tao understood him, knowing that his expression meant this wasn't the answer he wanted.
"I... I felt like he had something important to tell you, his tone... how should I say this..." Zhou Tao raised his right hand and rubbed his eyebrow, "I always felt it should be something significant."
Mu Tianye's fingers tightened around the pen again, his gaze shifted back to the document, clearly ready to end the conversation.
"..." Zhou Tao lingered for two or three seconds, "Mr. Mu, if... if you need, I can make a call for you..."
He knew Mu Tianye, someone like his boss with such a persona would never agree to take the initiative to call Qin Zhaoyang, he wouldn't mind doing things without airs for Mu Tianye.
"No need." Mu Tianye turned the file to the next page, "You may leave!"
