Mo Jingchun raised an eyebrow and said to Zhou Xing on the other end of the phone, "Uncle, you take her to the lobby on the first floor first; I'll be there in a while."
"Got it, got it."
Outside the South Gate, Zhou Xing still used an old-fashioned phone with an incredibly loud speaker, so Qin Yuzhu heard every word of the conversation.
"Leader, do you want to sit on the sofa in the lobby and wait for a bit?"
Qin Yuzhu smiled and said to Mo Jingchun's uncle, "Just call me Qin; I'm no leader."
When they arrived in the lobby, Zhou Xing poured a cup of tea for Qin Yuzhu at the reception desk and then waited for Mo Jingchun to arrive.
Watching Zhou Xing nervously rubbing his hands, Qin Yuzhu smiled helplessly and said:
"Uncle, don't be nervous. Have a seat. I'm here to discuss cooperation with Mo Jingchun."
"Ah? Okay, okay."
But after sitting down, Zhou Xing felt even more uncomfortable as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
