Watching Fang Xiong in his crisply tailored suit, they frowned.
In their view, the company's profits were poor now, and he shouldn't be spending time dressing up.
"Everyone, you've arrived!"
Fang Xiong saw that everyone's expressions were not very good, but he didn't care.
He spoke as he nonchalantly took his seat at the head of the table.
Looking at Fang Xiong casually sitting down, the shareholders scoffed.
"You've finally deigned to show up," they said mockingly.
"Indeed," another chimed in.
"We thought you were going to hide for a lifetime!"
Hearing such mockery, Fang Xiong frowned and said, "Let's get one thing straight, I wasn't hiding. I was figuring out what to do. I know our canning factory's profits have dipped recently, but things will improve soon. I've instructed everyone to cease canning production for now, as we'll soon have new fruit to use as raw materials."
"New raw materials?"
"What are they?"
"Yeah, tell us!"
