"Should I go check by the door?" Joe finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke to the person sitting opposite, who had remained silent.
Simply waiting like this was no solution, he felt it was necessary to go outside and see if he had arrived at all.
"Let's wait a little longer!" Frank's face had turned somewhat gloomy, his grip on his cup showed several veins, looking as though he was forcibly suppressing his anger.
After parking his car, Zhuo Xiangnan leisurely walked inside, and when he reached the reception desk, he slightly straightened his hand behind him.
He confidently walked towards a room inside and gently knocked on the door.
Joe, who was standing by the door, immediately opened it upon hearing the knock, a flash of relief passing through his eyes at the sight of the person outside.
"President Zhuo, please come in," he said to Zhuo Xiangnan standing outside the door, slightly stepping aside.
