The manager of the winery hurriedly agreed and left in a hurry.
Mrs. Zhong and the hotel manager walked past each other. Mrs. Zhong was already frowning, and her frown immediately deepened when she saw him.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you leave the business to your son? How can your son raise his head in the company if you keep checking the accounts?"
Mrs. Zhong sat down opposite Mr. Zhong, and spoke up for her son.
Mr. Zhong was already in a bad mood. Hearing what Mrs. Zhong said, his face immediately darkened.
"What does a woman like you know? If it weren't for the fact that your good son is disappointing, would I need to work so hard to check the accounts? I'm warning you, don't be nosy. It's not your place to speak about the company!"
Mr. Zhong's words was simply tearing Mrs. Zhong down. It could be seen how close the two of them were.
