Ruan Guosheng sat there, his face cold. He could feel the mocking laughter coming from everyone. He was the son of a mistress and had been ridiculed throughout his childhood. Now, he had finally managed to achieve his rightful position and was still suppressed by Ruan Zeyan and mocked by everyone.
In the car, Ruan Guosheng took out his phone and dialed a number. This number was not saved but was stored in his memory.
The call quickly went through and a languid and pleasant voice spoke. "What is it?"
Hearing the other party's voice, Ruan Guosheng's eyes carried a hint of urgency. "The thing you promised me; when will it be carried out?"
The other party laughed. "Ruan Guosheng, Board Member Ruan, do you know who you are talking to?"