Hearing his question, Su Ming's heart skipped a beat, but he still had a smile on his face. "Let Mr. Gu rest for a day or two. The company won't be affected. Look, you're his elder. You must feel more sorry for him! Could it be that he made people work while they were sick? When the time comes, if he gets sick from exhaustion…"
Su Ming didn't finish his sentence. He looked around and made a helpless expression.
The shareholders naturally knew who was the real Lucky Tree. Gu Chen could rest, but he could not get sick from exhaustion. At this moment, the shareholders were united.
"It's fine to rest for two more days. The company is operating normally anyway."
"Mr. Gu is indeed thin enough. No wonder he has low blood sugar. Let him rest."
"Yes, yes. We just heard that he was tired and sick, so we came to see him."