To make his position clear.
Zhao Zhenggang didn't choose to sit down but stared angrily at Sun Yihe.
He wanted to see.
What else this old man had to say.
Facing Zhao Zhenggang's angry gaze.
Sun Yihe's eyes were surprisingly calm.
As if he had expected it.
He just silently swept his gaze over the crowd.
Although the other Association members weren't as straightforward as Zhao Zhenggang, standing up and confronting directly.
But judging from their expressions.
Their thoughts were in line with Zhao Zhenggang's.
The reason this proposal was called a proposal.
Is because it required the votes of everyone present.
But judging from the current situation.
If he initiates the vote.
There will be no surprises, this proposal is bound to be rejected.
However,
Sun Yihe didn't seem flustered.
His eyes just seemed lost, as if he were reminiscing something.
In the conference room.
Everyone's eyes, except Chen Sheng, were focused on Sun Yihe's face.
