In the end, it was still Chonghui who first broke the silence.
But his attention wasn't on Shi Chuxin, or rather, not on the conflict that had just happened.
"Zhuren, what's wrong?"
What Chonghui cared about was Nan Zhubin. On this junior brother's face, Chonghui saw an expression that was not a good sign.
"Just now that guy who was arguing with Shi Chuxin met my eyes, and then his expression changed," Nan Zhubin said.
This answer made the others in the EAP Project Team dismissive.
The receptionist with a master's degree said, "Maybe he's heard your lecture before, or heard about you from somewhere else? After all, you're quite famous in the company."
Even more well-known than most of the management.
"No, that's not the point." Nan Zhubin's brows gradually furrowed. "The point is the expression he showed after seeing me."
Nan Zhubin's gaze slightly lost focus, as if Memory was re-projecting Old Mo's face in front of his eyes.
