When the executives who were waiting for the meeting saw the young President Fu re-enter, their faces were terrifyingly gloomy.
His body exuded a cold aura that made everyone's hearts tremble.
What exactly happened? Why was President Fu so angry after answering a phone call?
Wasn't the call from Young Madam just now?
Everyone kept guessing in their hearts. They did not dare to breathe loudly, afraid that they would provoke this angry person.
Fu Ge directly said to everyone, "Continue..."
His voice was even colder than before. Everyone felt as if the temperature in the conference room had dropped by several degrees.
Heavens! They weren't in a meeting but were being tortured.
As Fu Ge listened to his subordinates' reports, he began to recall what had happened after entering the Fu Group's building. He was slowly thinking about when he had dropped his phone.
