Zhu Yulan snorted with her nose, crossed her arms over her chest, and showed not the slightest intention of acknowledging them.
"Everyone, please sit."
Zhu Changlin frowned slightly but didn't say anything, and took his seat at the head of the table.
The atmosphere was strangely awkward for a moment; despite being a family, they felt oddly distant from one another.
The table was laden with delicacies from land and sea, yet no one seemed to have much of an appetite.
Zhu Changlin's gaze swept over his two daughters and he suddenly spoke up.
"Xiao Xiang, how is the company doing lately?"
Zhu Xianglan answered with a smile, "Everything is going smoothly. We expect to acquire over fifty percent of the shares of the rival company after the New Year."
"Very good."
Zhu Changlin nodded; his words sounded like praise, but they felt more like the perfunctory remarks one makes during a business meeting to a subordinate.
