"Yin Xun, what are you talking about!" Ding Shan exploded when she heard Yin Xun's words. She stood up and questioned Yin Xun.
"Yin Xun?" Hearing this name, some people could not sit still anymore.
A thin boy with glasses stood up and asked Yin Xun, "Are you the president of Xintao, Yin Xun?"
Yin Xun smiled and nodded. "That's me."
The man immediately became extremely excited, and his face turned a little red. "Hello, I've heard a lot about you. I've heard all about your deeds, but you don't usually accept interviews, so I haven't seen your true appearance. I didn't expect you to be so outstanding at work and so beautiful at the same time."
In fact, his father had even gone to the Yin family to propose marriage. When he found out, he had a fierce argument with his father. He had never even seen Yin Xun before. He had only heard from his friends that Yin Xun was very ugly, so he strongly objected to the idea.