Although Zhou Wang is not the largest shareholder of Jiahui International, with Wang Chunsheng backed by the Hong Kong Capital Consortium, he doesn't think he will be unsteady in the dean position, but there's no need to offend Zhou Wang like this.
Just as Xu Qing wanted to ask more questions, some commotion suddenly erupted from down the hallway, accompanied by incessant cries of "Mr. Zhou," and Jian Zhuoran and others went over to greet him.
She instantly realized that Zhou Wang had come out of the private room, so she didn't bother with Wang Chunsheng anymore, quickly checked herself in the mirror one last time, and then stood up.
Xu Qing was momentarily puzzled as Wang Chunsheng, a man in his fifties or sixties, suddenly moved swiftly, more eagerly than herself, to greet Zhou Wang.
"Didn't this old guy say he had bad legs?"
Xu Qing grumbled inwardly and hurriedly followed along.
When they arrived, Zhou Wang was already surrounded by Jian Zhuoran and the others.
