In the director's office of Qi Kai Group.
"First Master, President Qi has departed. He did go to the Grand Lake Villa and had his dinner there last night," Morrison reported to Qi Feng, who was sitting on the office chair, resting with his eyes closed.
Qi Feng's expression was very apathetic as if this news had lost its magic to stir the waves in his heart. He waved his hand without even opening his eyes and spoke in a deep voice, "You figure that out yourself. No matter what, the shareholders' meeting must be convened as soon as possible."
"Yes, First Master! In fact, we don't have to be so pessimistic, it'll be okay." Staring at Qi Feng's long face, Morrison could not help but suggest.
