Because, in the hearts of Zhou Xiaodong and the seven leaders, earning Chen Feng's trust was considered an immense honor.
Feeling those envious gazes, Zhou Xiaodong puffed out his chest proudly, his face brimming with satisfaction.
"Cough, cough!"
Just then, a dry cough sounded off within the office.
Zhou Xiaodong, who was boasting, and the seven leaders, upon hearing the noise, hastily turned their heads toward the office entrance, only then noticing Chen Feng, who had been standing at the doorway for quite some time.
"Mr. Chen! You've arrived!"
Zhou Xiaodong and the seven leaders were first stunned, then quickly went up to greet him, faces filled with respect.
"Hmm!"
Chen Feng nodded slightly, then handed the Santana's keys to Zhou Xiaodong, saying with a smile, "Returning the original item!"
While Zhou Xiaodong respectfully accepted the car keys, he said, "Having Mr. Chen drive my old clunker is really beneath you!"
