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September 6.
Lin Yuan arrived at the company and could distinctly feel that the employees' attitude towards him had become very respectful.
It had been like that before.
But this time, it was more pronounced.
Chairman Li Songhua personally came to the ninth floor to see him, holding a packet of tea leaves in his hands and smiling warmly,
"September is the time for some jasmine tea."
Lin Yuan expressed his thanks, accepted the tea, and then Li Songhua's smile paused, "We've found out."
"What?"
"Some people are targeting you. Hua Weiming is just a pawn. The ones who really want to pull you down from the judge's panel are from Middle State, not manipulated by someone specific but rather a collective will of a group."
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.
This result was almost what Jin Mu had guessed.
He had visited the studio yesterday, and Jin Mu had also analyzed and deduced with Lin Yuan.
