Jiang Chuan didn't mind and smiled slightly.
Zhang Ming kept dialing Zhao Weide's phone.
However, the call never connected.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, what on earth is going on?
He paced back and forth in the conference room, anxiously muttering to himself: "Why aren't they answering? Why aren't they answering? It shouldn't be like this!"
Just then, with a loud bang, the door to the conference room was kicked open.
Following that, surrounded by a group of people, Chang Lan entered with Qiushi, looking menacing and grim.
"Qiu Qianyu, look at what you've done!"
Chang Lan glared at Qiu Qianyu with angry eyes.
Beside her, Qiushi had a smile on his face, clearly very pleased.
Qiu Qianyu hurriedly stood up, slightly stunned, and said in surprise, "Grandmother, why are you here?"
"Why am I here? Humph, if I didn't come, this Qiuyun Company would have been ruined by you!"
Chang Lan glared fiercely, tapping her cane on the floor making a loud crack.
