After everyone had left, Cheng Qingchong tactfully closed the door behind her. In the large meeting room, only Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian remained. The big screen had started to show the screen saver due to extended period of inactivity. The words "ST Empire" were bouncing all over it.
Su Zhinian leaned back in his chair for a moment before standing up slowly to walk to the screen. He picked up the remote to turn off the screen. Then he tossed the remote back onto the table. Following the sound of the remote landing on the hard surface, his eyes fell quietly on Song Qingchun, whose chest was rising up and down due to the fury within her. "Tell me what you want to discuss with me."
I have already dropped the box before him, and I don't believe that a man with his level of intelligence doesn't know what I'm hinting at. To think he still has the audacity to ask what I want to talk about!