Wei Ting was not surprised by Zhou Peng's sudden appearance. He just glanced at him indifferently and then lowered his head to continue his work.
"I heard your conversation with Xiao Meng. Oh, right, I didn't mean to listen. The door wasn't closed. I saw that you were talking happily, so I didn't disturb you," said Zhou Peng, leaning against the door frame.
He didn't feel embarrassed at all for eavesdropping on others' conversation. He even took the initiative to say it.
"Yes." After hearing it, Wei Ting didn't even lift his eyelids and answered casually.
Zhou Peng raised his eyebrows. "You're not surprised?" According to Wei Ting's personality, shouldn't he be especially angry at this moment and come over to beat him up? Why was his reaction so indifferent?
Wei Ting was looking at the proposal submitted by his subordinates. He marked out the problem and then sent it back to his subordinates. After doing all this, he closed his computer and looked up at Zhou Peng.
