"One month." Xia Yusheng decisively compressed the timeframe to one month, if what the Wang Family said was true, even one month seemed too long. "No, one week. You must finalize seventy percent of the entry list."
"Chairman!" Liu Sheng's troubled expression appeared quite comical on his square-faced visage.
"Is there a problem?" Xia Yusheng glanced at him obliquely. "You'd better hope for no chance of that seventy percent."
The secretary, with graceful strides, came to inform that the meeting room was ready, inviting Xia Yusheng to proceed, while Xiao Lin followed closely behind. Upon entering the circular meeting room, the sudden appearance of the two caused confusion among the attendees, yet Xia Yusheng offered no explanation and simply took his seat with this uncertainty lingering. Xiao Lin, however, leaned against the windowsill, basking in the afternoon sun, wishing for a cup of coffee at that moment.
