Zhou Mingchen wasn't as excited and happy as he'd expected when he heard about the press conference.
"Cousin, if you have time, come over first. There's less than two hours left, and you can discuss with my dad what to say later. Try to solve the problem in one go."
"I have a meeting with a client this afternoon; I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."
"What?" Zhou Xinyao frowned. She couldn't believe he was actively refusing such an invitation, which was a great opportunity to solve Fengguang Group's most pressing problem. "Cousin, I know you've been tirelessly explaining things to clients lately, so why not just come to the scene and explain to the public directly? Wouldn't that save you the hassle of running back and forth?"
"Did Uncle ask you to come find me?" Zhou Mingchen ignored her words and asked.
