Luo Haofeng touched his nose and left the building, not heading to his own office, but heading to Qin Mu's. He took a seat on the couch, lazily leaning against the backrest.
"I think it's a good opportunity. Mo Xiuchen has no intention of staying at the MS Group anymore, why not seize this chance to develop Haochen? It will eventually fall into Mo Zixuan's hands anyway."
Luo Haofeng picked up a cigarette from the box on the coffee table. He placed the cigarette lightly between his fingers. His narrow, almond-shaped, romance-filled eyes were filled with a glinting humor as he sought Qin Mu's opinion.
With a slight frown, Qin Mu looked at him coldly, "Xiuchen may loathe his old man and wanted to retaliate against him and Wenqing, but he might not want to do so."