Gao Guang bolted out of Shencheng City Grand Hotel.
He simply couldn't stay there any longer.
Inside the private room, however, Xiao Chen seemed as if nothing had happened at all.
"Keep eating, who would have expected to find a fly in such a nice hotel!"
"Husband, are you sure everything's okay?"
Jiang Meng couldn't remain as nonchalant as Xiao Chen: "Who exactly is this Gao Guang?
Does he really own this hotel?"
"He's the Young Master of Shencheng City's Gao Family!"
Xiao Chen said indifferently, "Just a mischievous brat who, relying on a bit of family background, thinks he doesn't have to take anyone seriously.
Wife, there's no need to worry.
With Xinmeng Group's business strategies and corporate culture, defeating Shencheng City Group is a piece of cake.
As for those lowly, cheap tricks,
aren't I here for that?
Let's stop talking about that nauseating fellow and eat, eat up. These delicious dishes are getting cold."
"Alright then!"