"What is this?"
Seeing the object, Liao Gaofei bent down and picked it up.
When he held it, his face froze and he looked at his friend in shock.
"This… isn't this an audio recorder? Has anyone else gone to your office?"
Upon catching sight of the object, the man stared at his friend anxiously, though he did not think that it had something to do with their other two friends and assumed that it was placed there by Fu Mingxuan's rival in business who was harboring ill intention.
In contrast, the moment the other heard his words, his face blanched.
"Audio recorder…"
He thought of that man's cold and sharp face and balled his hands into fists.
"Ji Ziming, you're really smart!"
He then walked past Liao Gaofei and rushed out of the office without delay.
"H-Hey, Mingxuan! What do you mean by that?! Why did you mention our friend's name? Could this have been left by him?"
His friend followed him out of the office at once.
