A slight smile appeared on the cold and exquisite face of Shen Binan. After all, Zhu Wushou had dug a pit for himself and jumped in. If this got out, it would surely cause explosive discussions.
And as Zhu Wushou jumped into the pit he had dug, it had nothing to do with Shen Binan. You could only say Zhu Wushou brought it on himself.
Shen Binan watched Zhu Wushou with a slight smile, waiting for his response. She wasn't in a hurry; she even leisurely took out a finely crafted small mirror and looked at herself.
The female secretary beside her cast a look of envy and admiration. Following this President Shen for so many years, she was always so confident. The secretary had never seen a woman as formidable as Shen Binan.
In the secretary's mind, Shen Binan was the most formidable woman.
Zhu Wushou glanced at Shen Binan, then at the wooden box on the coffee table. That was the Snow Dog Sculpture, worth millions!
But, compared with his reputation...
