"Hmm, this is Zhou Xinde, the president of Fan Sizhe's Greater China region."
Qi Yiyun said to her husband.
"Fan Sizhe?"
The middle-aged man nodded politely, now aware of Zhou Xinde's identity.
"I've already decided, I'm planning to go..."
Qi Yiyun was explaining her thoughts to her husband.
Beside them, Zhou Xinde stood there, smugly.
What Prada, what Chu, it's just garbage.
The middle-aged man listened to his wife while placing his briefcase on the nearby cabinet.
"Hmm?"
After setting down the briefcase, the middle-aged man turned his head and happened to see Chu Chen sitting there, causing him to freeze for a moment.
Before his wife could finish speaking, the middle-aged man immediately ran over to Chu Chen, respectfully saying,
"Mr. Chu, I'm so surprised to see you here!"
As soon as he spoke, Zhou Xinde and Qi Yiyun instantly turned to look in that direction.
"And you are?"
