"Assistant Lin, where's my seat?" Ye Chen asked curiously.
"Hehe, you don't have a seat!" Lin Ziwen revealed a smile and said, "Here, only shareholders have a seat. Everyone else must stand! See, some of the shareholders are with their secretaries, right? They're all standing!"
"Sweat, are those secretaries? They're just tools for tomorrow's fun!" Ye Chen couldn't help but mutter. Almost all those with secretaries were men, and they were typically balding older men, each with a young and attractive woman by their side, clearly more for personal convenience than work. Lin Ziwen couldn't help but spit in disgust and then fell silent.
Ye Chen glanced over the shareholders at the scene, one of the old men immediately caught his attention. This old man was sitting to the left of Li Ruo, this old man looked very familiar to Ye Chen, it was the same old man he had seen during his interview. Logically, this seat should be a very important seat. Why would this old man be sitting here?
