However, when everyone was immersed in their anger toward Xuanjin Yu Jade, An Yiqing and Liao Jinglin, who were at the center of the storm, were leisurely enjoying tea in the general manager's office.
"Tsk, tsk, I say, miss, if Wang Jianwen from the Fulin Group saw how comfortable we two are right now, wouldn't he spit out a mouthful of old blood in anger?" Liao Jinglin held his tea cup, took a deep breath, and shook his head in intoxicated bliss.
"Mm, not just that fat-headed Wang Jianwen, but also Fengshang Group," An Yiqing said with a light smile and a profound look.
"Miss, how do you know that Fengshang Group is also involved? They've always stayed out of Xuanjin Yu Jade's business, and I barely exchanged a few words with the chairman of Fengshang Group. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case..." Liao Jinglin stroked his chin, trying hard to remember when he might have offended Fengshang Group.
