Su Yi looked at him in surprise, then chuckled lightly.
"President Zhao is speaking too seriously, aren't I alive and well?"
President Zhao let out a slight sigh and shook his head slowly.
"In that case, how about we talk in the back hall?"
Su Yi didn't hesitate and nodded in agreement.
Behind the meeting venue was a temporarily arranged resting room.
Su Yi looked around; the setup was quite simple, which showed that President Zhao was a pragmatic person.
"Bring some tea for Mr. Su."
After sitting down, President Zhao enthusiastically made the offer.
"President Zhao, I really can't afford such a kindness!"
Su Yi said with a wry smile.
President Zhao pondered for a moment, then with a wave of his hand, the bodyguards walked out.
"Mr. Su, I have heard some things about your situation."
"You have been attracting too much attention lately."
"Now that the matter of the Golden Seedling has spread, you have become the target of many."