"Enough. Go and find out who this designer is," Shawn said.

"Sure."

Joe kept muttering in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong, but he could not put the finger on it.

"Okay. I will do it, but if people don't want to come, you can't blame me," Joe replied.

Shawn raised his eyebrows slightly. "Who would give up the invitation to join the Wood Group and stay in Florei? Such a small company?"

"What if they just don't come?"

"She will come." Shawn took a deep sip of red wine.

High salary, high benefits, what else could she want?

He did not believe that this designer could not be tempted!

Joe rubbed his nose, and glanced at Peach's phone screen, which stayed on Florei's sales page.

Could it be...

Was it really designed by Gale?

It should not be such a coincidence, right?

Shawn casually raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

It was getting late.

It was time for him to go.

Putting down his wine glass, Shawn stuffed his hand into his trousers pocket naturally.