In the third meeting room, there was a faint sound of heated debate, one voice pressing down another.
Had the discussion already started?
Lin Beichen couldn't help but be startled, then a bit puzzled.
He hadn't arrived yet, who was inside talking with the foreigner? Could Mr. Song's assistant have called someone else?
Listening to that halting accent, was it being completely suppressed by the foreigner Ron?
It's my turn in a while!
Lin Beichen felt a tightness in his heart.
Thinking about how as soon as he entered, he would have to face a fearsome opponent who he was utterly unable to defeat, he felt extremely tense and afraid.
My German is not up to par; I'm fluent in English!
Lin Beichen felt like crying but had no tears.
