Sun Dongning was stunned.
Then burst into hearty laughter.
He raised his glass and said loudly, "Good, good, very good, to our successful cooperation."
After the three of them finished a glass of wine,
Cao Qingfeng sensibly left.
The man with the scarred face took out a bank card from his pocket.
He put it in front of Sun Dongning and said, "A small gift, just a token of respect."
Sun Dongning's face suddenly turned gloomy.
He put down the wine glass, leaned back on the sofa, and asked, "Mr. He, this is..."
The man with the scarred face smiled faintly and said, "Secretary Sun, I know the Sun family made their fortune in business, and the Sui Mountain Group's market value is in the trillions, which earned you a high-ranking position. But what can you do for your children? Your son's business hasn't been going too well these past few years. You don't want him to be unable to meet his basic needs in the future, do you?"
"What do you mean by that?"
