"How come he hasn't arrived yet? Did President Bian oversleep this morning?" A provoking remark caused laughter to ripple through the venue.
"In my opinion, President Bian has made such a clear distinction between us and Lixing. Mr. Shen's heart must be quite chilled," said a young board member recklessly, eliciting laughter.
Originally indifferent, Shen Jinci gave the latter a faint glance and said emotionlessly, "If I remember correctly, Zhou Quan, right?"
Startled, Zhou Quan stood up uneasily, "Mr. Shen, how come you remember my name?"
"Just a good memory," Shen Jinci replied coolly, still emotionless, but it sent a chill down everyone's spine, "So you'd better watch what you say."
Shen Zhaoli also sneered, "You should go back and practice writing your name a thousand times, then you'll know how to speak properly!"
With that pointed out by both, Zhou Quan's face turned pale, and he sat down anxiously, no longer in the mood to jest.
