Like Gu dad and Gu mom said, we ordinary folks have no money, no backing, and can only rely on down-to-earth work.
Gu Nuan lightly tapped the microphone, checked it without issue, and connected the prepared PPT to the laptop provided through a storage disk. Then, she projected the content she needed to display onto the large screen behind the podium via the projector.
Perhaps because everyone was curious, they might have been constantly gossiping, but at the same time, they were watching her every move, and their curiosity made them start to focus on the content she had projected onto the screen.
The laughter, initially chaotic like the demons' laughter on a carnival night, gradually disappeared.
Chen Jiaming pulled at his suit and glanced at the circle of people in the meeting room.
Undoubtedly, the people sitting here were not just wealthy; among them were investment elites with high education levels. They should quickly, like him, see through Gu Jinrong's true prowess.
