The assistant handed over the phone once again, and on his screen was the same gossip about Gan Yuan and Moses.
His gaze fell upon the photo of the two dining together, and Moses's brow immediately furrowed.
"Where did this photo come from?!"
At the time, he had reserved the entire restaurant, and had his assistant clear the scene, so where on earth did this photo come from?
"I've already arranged for someone to look into it," said the assistant.
"And the person who released the news," Moses's tone icy, "bring them to me along with it!"
"Yes, sir," the assistant replied.
Moses took a deep breath and returned to the conference room, sitting down at the head of the table.
"Continue."
The director of the finance department immediately straightened up and continued the report he hadn't finished, while Moses, slightly sideways in his chair, listened to his voice, his peripheral vision catching sight of the building outside the window, and he glanced sidelong at it.