For a moment, the vast Meeting Room suddenly fell silent.
So quiet that everyone seated could hear each other's breaths—every turn of a head was audible.
This suffocating silence!
All eyes simultaneously turned to Gu Chen, as if waiting for him to provide an explanation. The many piercing stares landed on Gu Chen as if dissecting him.
A subtle cold sneer appeared on Gu Chen's lips behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze sharp and frosty.
He didn't care much for the stares of others, only looking at Mr. Zhang and asking, "I wonder what insights you might have, Mr. Zhang?"
Mr. Zhang was full of righteous indignation and naturally would not say anything pleasant.
"Whoever caused the trouble should bear it. Do I really need to spell this out?"
Gu Chen's unwavering gaze met Mr. Zhang's as his thin lips parted slightly, "Then, as Mr. Zhang says, let the deputy general manager assume responsibility for his own actions."
"Chen, what are you doing?"
