"Clap, clap..."
At ten in the morning, as Ye Wenhao concluded his summary speech, a thunderous applause erupted in the meeting room of the Southeast Asia Special Zone Government Office Building.
Below the stage, attendees clapped while admiring Ye Wenhao.
Although they didn't know by what means Ye Wenhao had managed to stabilize the chaotic Underworld of Southeast Asia, they believed that his ability to accomplish all this in just a few days, when other department heads were helpless, sufficiently proved his capability!
Besides, everyone understood that following this incident, Ye Wenhao could at least solidify his footing in the Southeast Asia Special Zone and smoothly commence his golden journey.
One person didn't see it that way.
Yan Lei.
As the person in charge of the Yanhuang Organization's Southeast Asia Special Zone Office sitting on the stage, he looked like he was clapping for Ye Wenhao's speech just like everyone else, but inside, he was sneering.
