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During the meeting, everyone's eyes inevitably turned towards Zhou Mingchen, who was sitting in the chief position.
While the head of the sales department was speaking, Zhou Mingchen noticed rustling noises in the conference room. He looked up and saw several people at the end of the table whispering to one another, occasionally accompanied by laughter. Although the voices were not loud, they still caught his attention.
"Ahem!" He cleared his throat softly to draw their attention, giving them a sharp look, and several heads quickly moved apart.
"Mr. Zhou, is there something wrong with what I am saying?" The head of the sales department stopped and looked at him warily.
"No, continue," Zhou Mingchen said as he looked down at his materials, occasionally glancing at the few people sitting across from him.
Finally, the meeting ended. Everyone tidied up the materials on the table and left the conference room one after another, and soon only he and Qiu Cheng remained.
