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January 11th, Wednesday…

In the conference room of Dream Realization Ventures, the investors sipped their tea as they waited for Boss Pei to arrive.

Many of these investors had rushed over from Beijing. He did not know if it was because they were tired from traveling or something else, but their expressions were not very good.

Li Shi tried his best to liven up the atmosphere, but the investors still looked at Meng Chang as if they wanted to skin him alive.

Meng Chang, on the other hand, looked "nonchalant".

It was as if he had been completely burned out. his thoughts and soul had drifted away somewhere else even though he was there physically.

The atmosphere was tense.

While the investors would occasionally chat and exchange pleasantries out of courtesy, everyone's faces were filled with gloom. They were definitely in a bad mood.

That was reasonable. How could they be in a good mood since their money went up in smoke?