Upon hearing this, Director Zhao's expression changed slightly, but he still maintained a smile and said, "I didn't quite understand what President Lu just said."
Lu Jingchen gazed at the wrinkled face before him, withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket, standing tall, he continued to look at the man with a tepid and indifferent tone, "Does Director Zhao need me to spell it out?
Sure enough, the moment these words were spoken, Director Zhao, who had been somewhat composed, suddenly changed his expression.
Some in the surroundings who were adept at reading the room exchanged glances, feeling that the atmosphere was off. The music inside the private room had been deliberately turned down when Lu Jingchen arrived, so it wasn't too noisy.
However, since Lu Jingchen and Director Zhao were not speaking loudly, the others couldn't make out exactly what they were discussing, only catching the gist of it.
