It's Annoying To Be Too Polite

When he saw the room was full of big shots, half of Huang Baobao's body went numb.

He knew that the people sitting there had the power to shake the world with a simple word or a document.

What would the behemoth formed by ten of the largest consortia look like?

He was confident they would be able to surface and greet the world soon.

Huang Baobao and He Jiong gulped.

He Jiong opened his mouth to explain something to the people in the meeting room.

He did not make a sound.

A hand rose from the corner at the end of the conference room and waved at the two. "Here."

Chen Hansheng, sitting at the head of the conference room, looked at the corner in the distance and turned back to ask the two of them, "You're Huang Baobao from the 16th Consortium?"

Huang Baobao quickly nodded.

Even before the world changed, the person in front of him was a source of inspiration for him.