Mo Fei: [I'm at that bastard, Gu Juexi's cafe on the third floor in the mall. Come over.]
Mo Fei: [Wait, compared to you, Gu Juexi is no longer a bastard.]
After sending the message, Mo Fei placed her phone on the table. She watched as the man opposite her removed his mask and retained his baseball cap.
It was Ding Junqi.
Ding Junqi pushed the document in his hand over and lowered his voice as he said, "These are the designers that I arranged earlier who are quite good in interior design. Also, underneath this is the information on a few major real estate companies. The CEOs of these companies are good people too."
Mo Fei reached out to take the document, opened it, and took a look.
Ding Junqi covered his face with both hands. "Feifei, why do you suddenly want information about these people?"
