Mo Shangjun had just left the auditorium when she saw Lin Mao, who had been waiting outside for a long time, hurrying towards her.
Rolling up the speech in her hand, Mo Shangjun walked forward at an even pace to meet him.
"Xiaomo—"
Just as he started to speak, Lin Mao glanced around, and upon seeing the reporters coming out of the auditorium, he paused and gestured with his eyes to Mo Shangjun to walk ahead.
So, the two of them walked a distance away.
Only when there was almost no one around did Lin Mao begin to speak, "I want to ask you what the last eight characters in your speech meant?"
"Hmm?"
Mo Shangjun appeared to not understand as she looked at him.
"The eight characters on the last page that you wrote," Lin Mao emphasized, "I know you have some thoughts, and I just want to know what exactly your thoughts are. Don't worry, I won't report this conversation to the leaders."
