By the time Lu Xin returned to the meeting room, he could feel that the atmosphere had changed.
The people who had been there just now were still there. Even miss sun had rushed back in a panic. She had changed into a black cheongsam, her legs were wrapped in thick bandages, and she was wearing a pair of sunglasses. He wasn't in a hurry to say anything, but neither did he have any intention of backing down. Just like the others, he sat back in his seat and looked at Lu Xin quietly.
It was the same for uncle qun. He clearly had something to say, but he held it back as if he was waiting for Lu Xin's opinion.
He, who had been fighting to speak just now, seemed to be in no hurry.
"How's your discussion going?"
Lu Xin walked into the meeting room and stood next to uncle qun. He had no intention of sitting down and was just asking a normal question.
