Wen Wanzhi's gaze flickered momentarily, but she didn't seem too surprised.
Instead, the entire conference room suddenly felt like an interrogation chamber solely for her.
Xiang Yiran could no longer hide her smugness, looking at Wen Wanzhi with a hint of contempt.
Bao Yancheng, on the other hand, had a frosty expression, his glasses reflecting light, obscuring his dark pupils.
Was he planning to just watch from the sidelines?
Wen Wanzhi was not surprised at all.
Over the years, she had grown accustomed to the fact that Bao Yancheng never stood by her side.
Wen Wanzhi cleared her throat and, preempting her speech, smiled, "Chairman Bo, if the evidence you're referring to includes those photos from the internal forum, I'm afraid they might not be very persuasive."
Bao Yuan leaned back in his leather chair, seemingly decided against speaking further; the Bao Group's General Counsel stood up and displayed the photos on the big screen.