Because she made a mistake, An Ning felt really guilty. "This is... a company shareholder."
"Oh!" Qianqian greeted the unfamiliar shareholder with the poise of a little adult. "I am Yu Ziqian. May I ask if you're a new shareholder of Fangda? May I know your surname?"
The child's manner of speaking was confident and polite, carrying an air of authority at such a young age.
Mo Ang smiled slightly. "You can call me Uncle Mo."
"Hello!" Yu Ziqian was the first to extend his small hand.
Mo Ang extended his hand as well and shook it.
The two men parted with the same proud speed, matching each other's rhythm exactly.
Yu Ziqian looked at his hand and then at Mo Ang's hand.
Strange, he thought, this kind of mutual understanding only he and his dad usually had, didn't they?
Mo Ang also chuckled. "It seems like we have a good rapport, don't we?"
