Minister Zheng cleared his throat, his voice pulling Mu Bingtong back to reality.
"President Mu, aren't you going to introduce this person?" Minister Zheng said with a peculiar tone.
Mu Bingtong's gaze toward Minister Zheng turned indifferent, unlike the small woman's shyness she displayed when speaking with Chu Ge earlier; now she bore a strong attitude, "What introduction? Didn't you already know his identity just now?"
As a minister of the industrial and commercial sector, Zheng had long been accustomed to the flattery and sycophancy of those companies. It was only Mu Bingtong who treated him with such cold indifference. Previously, he believed Mu Bingtong was nothing but a cold beauty high above everyone else, utterly clueless about how to interact with others, let alone the dark arts of the underworld.
But just now, he witnessed on Mu Bingtong's icy face an expression only a small woman would have, a coquettish charm unique to women.
