This time, it would be a big deal if they could settle down the advertising and promotion part of the real estate project with Roberts Media.
It seemed that the president was completely unconcerned about all of this.
Casey sighed grimly and didn't say any more.
Meanwhile.
Kane carried Anderson upstairs.
The apartment door was voice-activated and Kane shouted at the door, "Open Sesame".
The door lock then opened up automatically.
Joyce immediately laughed out loud, "How old are you, and you still use a password like Open Sesame. Are you kidding me?"
"Sister. This voice-activated door lock is also a product designed by our company. I asked the manufacturer for one so that I could try it out. How about it? Not bad, right?" Anderson was sleeping so Kane spoke very quietly.
"It's okay, and it's not really high tech. We just improved its design application. It's not unusual." Joyce pushed the door open.
Inside the apartment, the arrangement was simple and neat, and the gray and white tones looked very comfortable.
Kane carried Anderson to the sofa and covered him with a blanket.
"It’s quite a big apartment for just you alone." Joyce looked around. All the facilities in the apartment were quite high-class, and the décor was low-key yet luxury. Although Kane earned quite a lot, living in such an apartment seemed a bit ...
The bottom line was that it looked like Kane had been living here for a long time…
And Kane himself had worked with her in Mufron for a long time… Wouldn’t that mean the place had been left empty for a long time?
Such a luxury condo? Middle class?
Kane was having such a bourgeoisie lifestyle here…
She couldn't help but be suspicious of his identity. When she was at Mufron, she didn't think much about it. When she returned to the Capital, she realized that her intuition was not wrong.
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