Old Mo's exclamation made his companion reflexively startled as well.
He looked in the direction Old Mo was pointing, but didn't see a single figure; it seemed that all the employees in the HR department area were avoiding this angle from which one could look inside from outside the door.
"Where is anyone?"
"I definitely saw him," Old Mo insisted, "that Shen Xuecheng... wasn't he following Chen Lizhou? Isn't he an intern from the sales department? What's he doing here?"
In their brief encounter at the cafeteria earlier, neither of them had much interaction with Shen Xuecheng.
"Could it be that he, could it be that they..."
Old Mo spoke while starting to breathe heavily, unable to complete a sentence for a moment.
"You saw wrong, definitely wrong," his companion insisted, tugging at Old Mo, "let's hurry up and leave, there's surveillance here. Let's eat first, eat first..."
