Feeling the change in Tang Song's aura.
The group of executives behind him instantly became tense, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.
At this moment.
Tang Song turned his head, his gaze calmly landing on Qiao Anji's face.
"President Qiao."
"Yes, Chairman Tang!" Qiao Anji instinctively bowed slightly.
"The Guyi Business Club on the 5th floor, arrange a quiet tea room for me." His voice wasn't loud, yet carried an undeniable penetrating force, "Also, tell my girlfriend, Miss Tian, that I am going to meet a friend, will be delayed for a few minutes, and will arrive shortly."
After the instructions were given, he said no more.
He stretched his long legs, walking straight towards the exclusive elevator.
His pace was neither rushed nor slow, every step as precise as if measured with a ruler, yet exuded an impeccable elegant rhythm.
While stepping into the elevator, he calmly dialed Anne's number.
