chapter 42 Fifty million

Jiangsheng Group, high-level meeting.

The vice president of the group was speaking, while Wesley Gu lowered his eyes and quietly flipped through the documents.

The phone on the table vibrated. He glanced at the text message that popped up and ignored it.

Frank Shen was anxious to watch the excitement, and when he saw that there was no news from Wesley Gu for a long time, he was heart-wrenchingly waiting.

So he edited the picture, enlarged the...