Unaware as she was, Baili Xia once again started treating Wu Ming as if he were the arrogant Mr. Xiaojiu.
Even she couldn't realize it herself.
Looking at Bei Zicheng, her face was cold as frost.
"It seems like you're not much of an authority at Lingfeng Group either."
Baili Xia hit the nail on the head with her comment, and Bei Zicheng's face immediately changed.
His position at Lingfeng Group was somewhat awkward—not without power, but he would never become the head of Lingfeng Group.
Because Ling Chuxiang had his own son, who was now also an executive at Lingfeng Group.
Moreover, he was Bei Zicheng's superior.
Agitated and embarrassed, he suddenly shouted, "Who says I'm not in charge? What I want to do, you wouldn't even dare to imagine."
As soon as he finished speaking, an evening breeze blew and sobered up his drunkenness a bit.
In a moment of impulsiveness, he nearly revealed something important.
