Looking in the direction Li Hao left, she suddenly felt a sense of anticipation for seeing this man again.
Would he be willing to help me?
The fleeting thought frightened her, and she immediately banished it.
Staying in such a place for too long makes her feel terrified if she develops even the slightest thought of relying on others, let alone a man she has only met twice and who has worked with Sun Jiming.
She's probably obsessed.
She swayed slightly from Zheng Zhonglai's push before she realized what was happening. "Huh? Hmm?"
What are you spacing out about?
"It's nothing..." She shook her head.
Sun Jiming looked at the stock market panel on his phone and saw that Tiansheng's stock had once again hit the daily limit down shortly after the market opened.
Happily, I poured the bright, shiny liquor into my mouth.
The corners of his mouth turned up.
He deliberately prolonged the time it took for the committee to announce the qualification results, and in the past few days, Tiansheng's stock price has evaporated by tens of billions.
The long-lost name lit up on the phone screen.
I waited patiently for half a minute, then swiped and answered.
"Hello? Mr. Fu? What brings you here?" Sun Jiming raised his voice smugly.
A smug voice came from the other end of the receiver, and not only him, but also Li Hao and Pei Jing, who were standing in the office, heard it.
"Minister Sun, perhaps we could meet?" Fu Siming's tone maintained his superior demeanor but carried a hint of deference.
This pleased Sun Jiming greatly, and he nodded while holding his wine glass.
"Of course, I'll send someone to pick you up."
"No need, I'll reserve the spot, and I'll send someone to pick you up later."
After speaking respectfully, the call ended.
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