Jiang Meng put down the phone.
Still utterly helpless.
The conference room was shrouded in gloomy despair.
Just at that moment, the door to the meeting room was pushed open.
Xiao Chen walked in with a smiling face.
Seeing Xiao Chen's smile, the executives were speechless. This son-in-law really didn't seem to understand the ways of the world.
Now that the Xinmeng Group was in such a state, he didn't seem to be looking for solutions, yet he could still afford to smile.
One of them couldn't help but say, "Mr. Xiao, although it's not your fault that the Xinmeng Group has come to this,
you shouldn't be so happy at this time.
It's uncomfortable."
Xiao Chen glanced at him, "It's good to suffer with the company, but the most important thing is to find a solution to the problem.
In this regard, you, the Product Manager, are not exactly qualified."
The man was at a loss for words.
