In the evening, Zhou Mingchen still sat in the study, staring indifferently at the screen.
The construction of the Litang Hotel project had been delayed for some time, and the workers had clearly stated that they would not resume work unless their conditions were met. Although he had refused, Fengguang Group would also seek compensation from the construction company according to the contract, but it was, after all, his own company's reputation that was being eroded, not to mention the very real possibility of losing the hard-won Litang shares.
Zhou Mingchen didn't like Ye Shaotang, but he disliked Ye Suiming even more. If it weren't for him and Guan Li, Zhou Mingchen's childhood wouldn't have been so painful. He had always kept this in mind over the years. Regrettably, Fengguang Group used to be a company not too large in scale, and it was not easy to compete with the leaders in the hotel industry. Now that he was just beginning to see improvement, he didn't want to give up.
