So, You Agreed to It?

"Chairman Mo, I've got the clothes." Wei Zheng hung his head low, wishing he could disappear right away.

"Mm." Mo Yesi was tapping the desk. "Put it down and you can go."

"Yes."

Wei Zheng hurriedly placed the bags on the couch and was ready to leave.

He didn't even glance at Mo Yesi again.

At the door.

"Hold on, come back."

He stiffened and turned around slowly. "Chairman Mo, do you have other instructions?"

"Postpone the appointment this afternoon to another time. Then, book a Western restaurant for me."

"Yes, Chairman Mo."

He didn't even have to say this. Wei Zheng already knew that he wouldn't be meeting his client today.

Since Young Madam was here, Chairman Mo was surely going to spend his time with her.

She was way more important than any client.

"One more thing." Mo Yesi narrowed his eyes. "Has the ownership for the Qiao family villa been transferred yet? Hand me the deed."