"Anything else? If not, let's call it a day. This feels more like a funeral ceremony—the silence is downright eerie."
Cen Mohan turned and gave his assistant a brief instruction before getting up and walking toward Su Qiao.
"Want to grab something to eat together?"
"Sure."
Su Qiao had accomplished what she came for today and didn't want to stay any longer.
She actually hated meetings like this more than anything.
After turning to bid Pan Junxi farewell, she left the conference room with Cen Mohan.
After they left, Pan Junxi was silent for a moment before rallying himself. He exchanged business cards and chatted with the various shareholders and the executives of several subsidiaries.
The more friends one had, the more paths one had. Besides, they were all part of the same group and would certainly be dealing with one another often in the future.
The shareholders and executives also wanted to build a good relationship with him. At that moment, both sides understood each other without saying anything.
Cen Xingyuan's two assistants distributed the documents they held to the shareholders and executives, indicating that they could take them home to read.
After the others left, the two of them walked over to Pan Junxi.
The male assistant handed over his business card with both hands. "Mr. Pan, this is my card. If you need anything, you can contact me."
The female assistant pushed up her glasses and expressionlessly handed over her card as well. "Mr. Pan, this is mine. If Miss Su needs any help, please be sure to contact me."
Pan Junxi felt a momentary discomfort, but ultimately let it go. With a gentle expression, he accepted both cards with both hands. "All right. I'll be counting on you both to look after me in the future."