As get off work time approached, Qiao An finally saw Mo Xun walking out of the CEO's private elevator.

The navy blue double-breasted suit exudes a subtle splendor, just like him, who is low-key and dignified.

At this moment, while walking and answering the phone, the sound gradually became clearer and reached Qiao An's ears.

"The equity ratio distribution plan has been written very clearly. The market value is very transparent. There is no need to waste time if we cannot reach an agreement."

The words equity ratio made Qiao An's head tighten.

When Mo Xun passed by the CEO's office, he glanced in from the corner of his eye and saw Qiao An standing upright and looking at him. He was obviously startled.

As sensitive as he is, how could he not sense this woman's recent deliberate alienation?

As for her appearance and decisive gaze at this moment, Mo Xun knew in a second that she wanted to see him for something.

He was still talking about the phone in his mouth, and his jaw and eyes were already signaling Qiao An to follow him into the office.

Qiao An followed. It was only a few steps from the president's office to the office. Qiao An was already mentally going through what he wanted to say later.

When the heavy office door closed, Mo Xun hung up the phone in his hand, half-leaned on the desk, and looked straight at her seriously and intently, Qiao An didn't know how to speak.

"Looking for me about Hua Chen?"

Whether it was because he was impatient to wait or because he knew the woman in front of him too well, it was Mo Xun who spoke first.

Qiao An was surprised by his directness and suppressed his emotions, "Yes."

Mo Xun didn't look surprised.

He knew her thoughts very well. He had expected that she would come to him.

Mo Xun raised his chin and motioned for her to say.

"Didn't we reach a consensus before? If we didn't stop Huachen's project, why now..."

Qiao An paused.

"Going back on your promise?" Mo Xun naturally picked up what Qiao An had not finished.

He is quite self-aware. Qiao An did not comment on Mo Xun's words.

"Did I say I wanted to stop?" Mo Xun asked.

"Then the Huachen equity adjustment is a fiction?" Qiao An asked.

What he just explained on the phone must be about Hua Chen. Qiao An looked at the man in front of him, waiting for his reply.

However, Mo Xun remained silent at this moment.

"So this is what Mr. Mo means by not calling a halt?" Qiao An laughed, "What Mr. Mo wants to do is touch Huachen's equity. Whether it is touching Huachen's fundamentals or asking Huachen to change his name, the project can still be done.

,do you mean this?"

Mo Xun did not deny it, and his expression remained unchanged, "Qiao An, doing business is not charity. Huachen has no value to Mo Sheng."

"What is valuable? What criteria do you use to define it?" Qiao An asked, "If you want to measure it by economic value, the projects of the Psychology Laboratory and Huachen are just the same."

These are obviously public welfare projects, so why do we have to mention economic value and treat them with double standards?

Mo Xun's eyes were shrunk by Qiao An's words, "Qiao An, have you even forgotten your dream?"

Qiao An's voice was stern, "My dream is a dream, can I trample on other people's dreams?"

Other people's dreams refer to... Mo Kai's dreams, right?

Mo Xun burst into laughter for a moment.

She has forgotten everything that happened five years ago. She also cannot remember the dream she had five years ago.

Now she appears in front of him just to question him, to question him for another man.

Qiao An instinctively retorted without realizing anything was wrong, "Also, my dream has nothing to do with you, Mr. Mo. What you do will only make me feel childish."


Chapter completed!