"Looks like everyone came to see you, President Meng."
"Fifty million is just a number to me. Oh, and you don't need to thank me."
Meng Yan paused mid-step, turning back to look at Hua Tiantian, who seemed hesitant to speak. The smile on his face faded away.
"What are you even talking about? When did I ever say I wanted to thank you? So narcissistic."
Before Hua Tiantian could figure out Meng Yan's true intentions, she was almost stunned by how the staff were crowding around him. Meng Yan's presence was as magnetic as a top-tier celebrity; most of the onlookers were women, but there were even a few men who ran over just to catch a glimpse of him.
"Later, their scene will need to be reshot. President Meng, if you have time, you can stay and watch before leaving."
