Just as the sound of gongs and drums died down, Qin Jiao had an employee set down the flower basket. She then pushed Little Moustache in front of Su Zeyuan and said with a smile, "Boss Su, I have a friend here who greatly admires you. Shall I introduce you?"
Little Moustache stared at Su Zeyuan in terror, every hair in his moustache trembling.
Su Zeyuan looked at the increasingly mature and beautiful Qin Jiao. "Mr. Qin, you're too kind. Not only did you come to celebrate our grand opening, but you also brought a friend to introduce to me."
"Of course. I feel like we hit it off right away, Boss Su. And your sister looks even more familiar. It's as if we knew each other in a past life."
Beside them, Su Yuxi watched Qin Jiao with a sinister gaze.
The onlookers had no idea what the heads of these two companies were doing. They just felt a sudden chill in the air.
'Is it about to snow? It hasn't really snowed yet this year.'
