Max Mo responded as if by chance, "Why do you say that?"
Maybe it was Max Mo's attitude that encouraged Lisa Li, because she blurted out, "I just think the Qu Family has way too many sons—it's always so noisy. Some people don't like all that noise, they're always quiet and never stir up trouble. Brother Max, if you could support the right person, wouldn't the Qu Family basically be yours?"
Has Lisa Li been completely won over?
She actually dares to lobby me directly?
No one else would dare do that.
Max Mo remained calm and asked, "So who do you think is the best candidate?"
Lisa Li completely missed the look in Max Mo's eyes, but she gathered her courage and said, "I think Zachary Qu, the ninth son, is the best choice. He's really low-key and obedient."
Low-key? Obedient?
Are you sure?
Being low-key is just a way to divert attention.
Being obedient is just to fool everyone else.
If this guy were really low-key and obedient, he wouldn't have chosen to return to the Qu Family.
Even as an illegitimate son, the Qu Family has given him enough wealth to live comfortably for a lifetime.
But he still wants more, doesn't he? That's why he came back.
Max Mo didn't answer, he just said to Lisa Li, "It's getting late, you should get some rest."
"Brother Max, I..." Lisa Li wanted to say more, but when she saw Max Mo's face go completely blank, her heart skipped a beat and she quickly changed her mind. "I'll go rest then. Good night."
"Mm." Max Mo nodded, then turned back to his computer screen. After a while, he said to his assistant, "Get in touch with the person in charge on Cici's side. After sunrise, the VIP guests will probably be released. Tell Cici's team to get ready—it's time to build some goodwill."
The assistant smiled and nodded, "Yes, President. I'll contact them right away."
The assistant quickly left the room, footsteps light.
That's always been our President's style—if it's something that benefits Miss Cecilia Grant, he'll never tire of it.