Zhou Zhilei was thinking, and Zhou Heng ended his conversation with the butler and sat back down beside her.
"Zhilei, what do you want to say?"
Zhou Zhilei was frightened. She was afraid that he would ask about the registration, and she immediately lied. "Nothing. Grandpa, what are you trying to say?"
Zhou Heng grunted and threw the documents in his hands onto her lap. "Zhilei, have a look at it yourself. Ning Qing's special red wine brand, Yi Fan, has been gaining much fanfare and attention online. Why did you not handle it? We are businessmen. We have to prioritize profits first and foremost, Ning Qing is a golden signboard in the entertainment industry. She is able to bring attention to anything just by using her name. If she comes to participate in the red wine competition, do you know how much our red wine competition benefit? Why did you not allow her to participate in the red wine competition? Don't ever tell me that you are trying to be fair inside your heart!"
