Rong Nian, with a half smile, slightly curved the corner of his mouth, his aura fully unleashed, "In my dictionary, the word 'fear' does not exist."
So they were just trying to trip him up?
As a member of the Rong Family, how could he be frightened off by such petty tricks! To retreat without a fight would be their disgrace!
Jiang Xi, sitting on the sidelines taking meeting minutes, couldn't help but glance sidelong upon hearing Rong Nian's declaration.
Today, Rong Nian was dressed in a suit of smoke-grey, his shirt's top button fastened, wearing a black tie—the very image of elegance and restraint.
Despite being challenged by Old Sun and all the senior executives, clearly at a disadvantage, he reversed the situation with but a single sentence, like a sharp sword piercing straight to the heart.
Jiang Xi had to admit, anyone who could sit in the CEO's seat was no simple character.
