Chen Feng glanced at Ah Lian, then looked at Zhou Fan apologetically. "Mr. Zhou, I'm truly sorry. If I could make the decision myself, this money would have been transferred to you long ago. It's just that the company has recently formed a new shareholder committee, and a sum this large requires their approval in a meeting."
Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He turned to Ah Lian. "Please inform your new shareholders that we need a meeting. Tell them I'm here to collect my money."
Ah Lian looked at Chen Feng questioningly. When she saw him nod, she pushed open the door and went out.
Seeing that only the three of them were left in the office, Chen Yao was about to speak, but Zhou Fan placed a hand on her thigh to stop her. He then turned to her and said, "Have you forgotten the slap in the car? Even if you can't stand Chairman Chen, you have to wait until I've got the money before you hit him, understand?"
