C697 At Customs

Upon hearing those words, Gu Qisheng sat silently behind his desk, the light casting shadows across his face, making his expression appear particularly complex.

Secretary Han paused, noticing the lack of response, sighed, and then quietly closed the office door. Just as the door clicked shut, Gu Qisheng's voice floated out, "I owe Mo Chen an apology. Please convey that for me