Jiang Xuan unobtrusively combined the two financial reports in his hands and threw them into the pile of documents beside him.
His movement was so natural that Jiang Feng, who was quite close, had no desire to look that way.
"Fourth Brother," Jiang Feng pulled out a chair to sit down, "Listen to what your third brother has to say."
Jiang Xuan leaned back in his chair, his smile inscrutable, "After the robotics competition debacle, I thought Third Brother would be down for a while, I didn't expect you to bounce back so quickly."
A calculating look was in Jiang Feng's eyes, but he had already thought of the most foolproof, irresistible reason before he came: "Don't think of your third brother as petty, but as a businessman, I naturally don't want to see investments go to waste, so to be honest with you, the investment project I'm discussing today is related to the robotics competition."
