The voice of the youngster was of an adequate level which permeated a unique magnetic vibe.
It sounded beautiful, almost unlike the sound he expected from Fu Jiu—a hillbilly.
But it was such a sentence that gave Su Xing a shock as his expression changed. He had already had some wine and now, he even faltered a little and was no longer as placid as before.
Fu Jiu laughed while her eyes remained cold. "It seems that Boss Su has recalled something."
"You, you… no, it can't be you!" Su Xing's lips turned white.
Su Mei immediately realized that something was wrong with the situation. "What do you mean by saying it can't be him? Xing, What's the matter?"
"No… nothing important." Su Xing replied with his eyes, dodging.
Fu Jiu slowly pulled away the leather chair and sat in his seat. She looked at Su Mei and said five words extremely coolly. "That is exactly what it is."
That… that was a seat only shareholders were eligible to sit!
