The VIP meeting room was silent. One could even hear a pin drop on the floor. Everyone stole glances at the man sitting in the main seat.
Ling limu was wearing a white shirt with a tie around his neck. The aura of a business elite was cold and powerful.
He was sitting in the main seat. He was looking at the financial statements in his hand with his handsome eyes. His profile was deep and three-dimensional, stylish and elegant.
The eyes of all the higher-ups were filled with admiration and admiration. In just three years, this self-made man in front of him had become a financial magnate who dominated a region. He looked up to everyone.
At this moment, the phone beside Ling Limu’s hand suddenly lit up. Although it was set to silent, the screen that suddenly lit up attracted everyone’s attention.
Ling limu looked up and saw that it was a video chat from Fu Xiyao’s phone.
