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Fu Hanwen sat there indifferently without making a sound. Xiao Ruo resisted the urge to roll her eyes and spoke, "President Zeng, why do I feel like your position as president is too hot to handle, and you can't get rid of it fast enough?"
"Ahem~~" Zeng Tiecheng choked on his saliva, coughed for a long time before his face turned red, and then chuckled dryly, "Doctor Qin, you really love to joke. If this position of president was hot to handle, how could I have sat in it for more than ten years?"
"Since President Zeng has held it for more than ten years, you must be highly respected in the guild. What makes you in such a hurry to hand over your position?"
She had just observed these people; they should all genuinely hope that the two of them would take over the Shengxuan Commerce Guild.
