"Xiao Rong, forget it, with his social status, why bother arguing too much with him? A small fry is just a small fry, destined to be someone else's driver or security guard for a lifetime, barely making it to a manager," Zhang Linhua said disdainfully.
Xiao Zheng ignored them and continued walking forward.
However, at that moment, a middle-aged man in a suit ran up, shouting loudly, "Brother Xiao!"
Zhang Linhua and Zheng Xiaorong were taken aback, looking up to see a middle-aged man, out of breath and with a face full of excitement, looking ahead. This man was the suit-clad man who had bumped into Xiao Zheng in the elevator, Mo Liancheng.
The Chairman of Mo Group!
"Mr. Mo!"
Zhang Linhua recognized the man in front of him immediately.
A well-known figure in the Zhonghai City business circles, he had always been the object of Zhang Linhua's flattery and seeking favor, unfortunately never having the chance to show off.
