"This is the grand blueprint of our Tianchu Group!" Chu Wenting exclaimed with pride, his arms outstretched, as he delivered the closing remarks to clients nearby.
"Applause!" A chorus of approval erupted from the crowd behind him. They were almost chanting praises.
Chu Wenting was in his fifties, but his appearance bore no traces of old age. His gaze was soft and lively, he was courteous, and his demeanor was gentle.
A woman swaying her hips slowly approached Chu Wenting's side and whispered something into his ear.
His eyebrows furrowed instantly, he looked at his secretary in surprise, who was nodding in agreement with a lingering look of astonishment in her eyes—she must have been astonished when she received the message, too.
"Excuse me, I have a little matter to attend to now, but I should be back soon." Chu Wenting turned to the clients, a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Ha-ha, don't worry about it, President Chu. Take care of your business."
