"Do we even need to think about it?"
Wang Jin'er pressed a hand to her forehead. Even though she hadn't been the president for long, she understood there must be a ghost in the works. Glancing at Li Feng's smirk, Wang Jin'er couldn't help but seethe.
"Li Feng, are you up to this or not? Running a company isn't like playing house—you can't just do whatever you want. Have you thought about the consequences if you can't solve Clover Group's problem?"
"Ten million is good, but it's clearly a trap somebody set for you."
"Exactly, someone digs a pit, and you just jump right in, so damn neatly, too."
Su Yuqing chimed in from the side.
Li Feng glanced at Su Yuqing, his little secretary, and curled his lips, "Even you guys can tell; do you think I wouldn't notice?"
"You noticed? Don't tell me it's hindsight," Su Yuqing retorted.
Li Feng laughed and turned to Wang Jin'er, "You have to trust me, just leave this matter to me, I'll take the ten million."