Inside the Moore Group building's conference room.
A sudden WeChat notification rang out, and Christopher Moore's dark eyes were instantly clouded with gloom.
It's over, it's over; the CEO rarely has such a good mood recently, and someone ruined it. Who could it be?
Everyone exchanged glances, finally locking in on the target, which was Mr. Moore's phone.
Eli Smith whispered in Christopher Moore's ear, "Boss, that's your phone."
Only then did Christopher's icy gaze fade as he picked up the phone. The frost was gone, but how did it instantly turn into clear skies?
Eli Smith took a curious glance. Well, no wonder the looks in everyone's eyes were so strange.
At this moment, the boss's face must be like a love-struck fool, smiling affectionately.
Indeed, after seeing Ruby Mercer's WeChat message, Christopher's eyes subconsciously softened, but this tenderness was fleeting as he coldly said, "Meeting adjourned."
