A heart clearly cannot let go, but thinking of Xiang Jinnan's worried and anxious expression just now, and their intimate gestures, Qin Feimo's face instantly clouded over. He turned coldly and walked toward M Group.
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In the large conference room, Qin Feimo sat at the head seat, impeccably composed, yet today he seemed somewhat distracted.
"That's my plan for the 'Bihai Lantian Resort'."
In front of the projector, a member of the management explained their insights. As soon as the words fell, all eyes turned to the man sitting at the head seat.
Qin Feimo slightly lowered his dense eyelashes, leisurely leaning against the back of the chair, supporting his temple with his right hand, as if pondering something.
"Mr. Qin?"
Usually, after speaking, the first to speak is definitely the big boss, but today, the head of the planning department, Director Bao, finished his entire proposal without the big boss uttering a word, which was too unusual.
