Fengshang International's big move

As the two of them were talking, the commotion outside grew louder and louder. Outside the private room, they could clearly hear the shouts of Crick Glan and the sound of the Grand fashion ceremony driving them away.

Si yiyan's expression was calm, as if no emotions could be read.

However, after years of getting to know each other, Wen Xinya could still feel the sudden coldness from him.

Clearly, si yiyan was very displeased that someone had barged in so casually.

Wen Xinya held his hand to comfort him.

"Kekeke!" Then, there was a knock on the door.

Judging from the rhythm of the knocking, the interval between the knocks, and the volume of the knocking, the person outside was very serious.

"Come in!" Si yiyan's face was pale and his voice was calm.

Then, a man in his forties in a suit and tie pushed the door open and walked into the private room.