"It's just that nobody knows what the matter is."
"Right, the chairman's son is here, isn't he? If we ask him, we'll know."
As they spoke, the topic naturally shifted onto Yin Hao.
"General Manager Yin, do you know why the chairman called a meeting today?"
Yin Hao's mind raced.
He... did not know.
However, in the company, Yin Hao had cultivated the persona of an adopted son dearly favored and trusted, holding a status in Ming Zhiyuan's eyes that was even higher than his biological children.
Otherwise, how could he, at such a young age, have taken up the manager's position where everyone had to respectfully address him as "General Manager Yin"?
Yin Hao didn't know, but he couldn't show that "he didn't know."
Therefore, Yin Hao merely gave a mysteriously knowing smile, "Chairman Wang, Chairman Chen, don't be anxious. Be patient, and soon you'll know."
Chairman Wang said, "Understood, understood."
