The man rose from his chair, patted Jin Mo's shoulder, and left with a meaningful look, as if he were quite interested in her.
Jin Mo took a deep breath, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, but it was nothing new to her. When out talking business, it was quite common for men to take the opportunity to sneak a touch. Mostly, they just indulged their hands without daring to go too far, after all, she was a senior designer at Shuxin Interior, not someone who could be easily provoked.
After mixing in such situations for a while, Jin Mo had gone from being initially indignant to becoming accustomed. If she got angry and upset every time, it would only make her seem too sensitive.
If this was the job she was doing, then she had to endure the inevitable helplessness and pain that came with it.
After everyone had left, the reception staff began to clean up the aftermath, and Jin Mo followed suit.
