Without attention, there's no step towards closeness, nor the negotiations that have led to this moment.
Every move in Gu Jinrong's game is meticulously flawless.
As Chen Jiaming's thoughts suddenly swerved away for a moment, Gu Nuan had already brushed past him, stepping into the door ahead. He quickly collected his scattered thoughts and caught up with her.
As the two approached the door to the Anneng board meeting room, they saw Xiao Jianming seated in the partition.
Xiao Jianming's gaze seemed to casually sweep over their faces and then retracted, as if he hadn't seen them at all.
The elders always possess this pride, believing that the young should yield first.
According to etiquette, it is indeed correct for the younger generation to greet the elders first.
However, Gu Nuan had no intention of doing so right now.
Nor did Chen Jiaming.
Seeing the two walk past the door without a word, Xiao Jianming's brow suddenly furrowed.
