The person had already driven far away, but Mo Jingchun was still pondering the gold.
Xia Xiaomin, who was beside him, didn't know what the boss was thinking, but she knew that not disturbing him was definitely the right choice.
After thinking for a long time, Mo Jingchun said in a pensive tone, "Xia, have Cao Mingxin from the finance department come to my office later."
Looking at the gold in his hand, Mo Jingchun thought of many things. Although some were unclear, Mo Jingchun knew Qin Yuzhu wasn't the type to joke around, and she certainly wouldn't use gold for a transaction without a reason.
It only meant that there might be significant market fluctuations in the future.
A new financial crisis might be coming soon.
"Okay."
She didn't know what the boss had thought of, but Xia Xiaomin showed no emotional fluctuations.
