Don't Cry When You Lose

At the luxuriously decorated venue of the tender meeting.

Before the meeting started, Jiang Xing said hi to representatives from the tender issuer.

The representatives were very polite. They made small talk about their families and then talked about work.

Suddenly, the crowd stirred. The representatives looked over and smiled as they walked away to welcome the guest who had just arrived.

Jiang Xing turned his head and saw a very young woman who looked somewhat familiar.

He asked his assistant who she was. His assistant replied, "That looks like the successor of the Wen family, Wen Sang."

Jiang Xing tried to recall, but his memory was blurry.

"The old master of the Wen family is always said to be suffering from long term illness, but he isn't dead yet. How can he let his granddaughter do these things? What can a young girl do?"

Jiang Xing's tone was very disdainful.