Wei Zhou was stunned. Su Yan's words were like steel needles piercing into his ears. Before he could regain his senses, Su Yan had already disappeared from his line of vision.
"Damn it!" Wei Zhou growled. Ever since he was born, this was the first time someone dared to scold him in his face. He could not accept it.
Taking out his phone, Wei Zhou called his secretary, Li Rong. "Tell Wan Xing that the project is on hold!"
With that, Wei Zhou hung up the phone. There was nothing he could do about Su Yan, so he could only vent his anger on someone else. On the other end of the phone, Li Rong was at a loss. She did not know who had offended Wei Zhou again.
