Jiang Chen made a statement, indicating his own attitude.
"I didn't mean to blame you. Jin Hai has always been the smallest shareholder, and the decision-making power is in your hands."
Jiang Chen felt a slight movement in his heart.
Could it be because he felt unsatisfied due to the minimal power he held at Great Wall?
"Not to your taste?"
MeiLing looked up.
"No."
Jiang Chen resumed using his chopsticks.
More than twenty minutes later.
Jiang Chen walked out of the dining hall, still pondering the somewhat ambiguous conversation with MeiLing.
Until now, he still didn't know what exactly the other party was trying to express.
Shi Qianxi was sitting on the chair, staring blankly at the sky, her melon seed-shaped face uncontrollably became clean and soft.
If this Witch wasn't so fickle, she would actually be quite attractive.
Jiang Chen stood quietly there.
"Where's my mom?"
It was Shi Qianxi who noticed him and stood up to come over.
