In front of the neatly arranged chessboard.
Tang Yaohan's face looked grim. As the boss of a company with hundreds of people, he usually dealt with dignitaries. It had been a long time since he had been mocked like this.
After a few seconds, Tang Yaohan composed himself. He had worked in engineering in his early years, leading teams to take on jobs. Later, he ventured into niche fields, making them big and strong, and his mindset could be considered top-notch.
He took a few deep breaths, and his expression finally returned to normal.
Unable to maintain composure on the surface and feeling unhappy inside, he decided to take a different path and lectured:
"Little girl, are you in middle school?"
Jiang Ning said, "She's in her second year of high school."
Tang Yaohan understood, he straightened his face, became more imposing, and intensified his tone:
