"I'm calling Kang Nai'Er over."
"You're calling Kang Nai'Er over? Ha, Jiang Chuan, are you joking?"
"A man can be without money or ability, but if he's both broke and talentless and still brags, isn't that truly contemptible?" Zhang Ming intentionally mocked Jiang Chuan.
Qiu Qianyu was listening quietly on the other end of the line; she knew Zhang Ming was deliberately looking for an opportunity to attack Jiang Chuan.
She really didn't like witnessing this farce. The company was facing such a huge crisis, and here they were bickering. Was it amusing?
Qiu Qianyu was very displeased. She frowned and wanted to hang up the phone.
But at that moment, Jiang Chuan's voice came through the phone again.
His voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it was filled with a subtle momentum.
"I said, this kind of thing, for me, there's no need to brag," Jiang Chuan said calmly.
