"She already has that instinct," Yuanfeng said calmly, clicking to another camera angle. "It's called danger awareness."
Before Xue Zheng could retort, Yuanfeng's phone chimed. An alert flashed.
Ding!
New Document Received: Chi Corporation– Joint Project Proposal
Immediately, Xue Zheng's expression turned serious. "That's what I came to talk about."
Yuanfeng didn't even open the file.
He pressed reject without a second thought.
"No."
Xue Zheng's jaw dropped. "No? You didn't even— You rejected it without reading?"
Yuanfeng leaned back, an immovable mountain of calm. "There's no need to read something I already know the answer to."
"But this is a huge opportunity! The Chi family rarely collaborates with outside corporations. This is major—"
"It means showing my face."
"And so?" Xue Zheng spread his hands. "You're the president. People know you exist."
"But they don't know my face," Yuanfeng said quietly.
Silence blanketed the room.
