After all, the difference between professionals and non-professionals would be considerable!
....
Outside the conference hall, Mo Xu was leaning against the wall in the corridor, smoking a cigarette. Seeing that Mo Boyuan had come out, he instantly threw the cigarette butt away.
"Brother, when did you come back? Hehehe."
Though Mo Xun was already in his late twenties, he would still get nervous every time he meets his older brother.
It was mainly PTSD from when he was younger. It had become a natural reaction.
Mo Boyuan cast a sidelong glance at his younger brother in front of him. There was a hint of obvious disdain in his eyes.
"Follow me."
Mo Xu was still on edge. Now that he heard his brother's words, he quickly followed.
When they reached the office, the hotel manager tactfully retreated.
"Sit!"
"Huh? I, I, I should just stand. Brother, you sit, you sit!"
