Hu Sanjiang didn't dare to utter a word. He stood there meekly, like a quail, not even daring to take a deep breath.
He knew all about Chen Yu's methods, relying on luck alone to uncover peerless amber.
Sometimes, luck is also a kind of ability, a skill not just any ordinary person can possess.
"Everyone, there's no point in wasting your efforts. I've long been a man of Mr. Chen, and bringing everyone here today is to resolve the conflict between the two parties."
Everyone's eyes widened in shock, especially Li Xuezhong, who had practically become a pawn in the game during this time.
All the dirty and tiring work was shoved onto him; he was even invited by the relevant departments to "drink tea" at the station for a few days.
At this point, he was the least able to tolerate it.
"Hu Sanjiang, you traitor, to think that we all recommended you to be the new president of the Food Association, and yet you show such a lack of spine," one of them accused.
