"Little Jiang, there's no need to discuss these matters with me, just talk to Qian Qian about it. I'm already retired."
Because he didn't want to visit Great Wall Group again anytime soon.
Of course.
It wasn't out of fear, certainly not.
It was just to avoid awkwardness.
So, when he had time, Jiang Chen made a trip back to East Sea.
Upon returning to East Sea, his first action was to pay a visit to Shi Zhenhua.
Not to mention the care Shi Zhenhua had shown him, after all, Jin Hai remained the fourth-largest shareholder of Great Wall, and although the food delivery wars were public knowledge and Shi Zhenhua would have certainly heard about them, hearing it directly from him was a different matter—it was a form of respect.
"Director Shi, dinner is ready."
The housekeeper came out.
"Let's go, have dinner."
Shi Zhenhua smiled, rising to his feet.
Sitting in the courtyard, Jiang Chen followed him into the manor, "Aren't we waiting for her?"
