Lin Chen wore a white shirt, its top button undone and sleeves slightly rolled up, glasses still perched on his face, clearly having rushed over straight from work.
He walked directly over and sat next to his sister.
Following him were several men in neatly dressed black suits, their briefcases exuding a sense of precision and seriousness.
This grand entrance—
He Qianyi subconsciously squeezed her own leg.
Could this man possibly be Jiang Mian's financial backer?
Why must he be so handsome!!
Her face showed a slight change.
Even the man beside her immediately stood up to greet him, "President Lin, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Lin Chen did not deign to regard Wei Nanfei, his lips slightly pursed, and under the cold white light, he seemed distantly unapproachable, "President Wei is fortunate, to have his wife and beauty by his side."
