Ye Feimo looked coldly at Tang Shuwen, "The pot calling the kettle black."
Tang Shuwen said with a smile, "You're wrong there. My wife is gentle and adorable, the best wife in the world, and she doesn't intend to turn me into a fat pig. Look at you, if you don't exercise some restraint, you're really in danger."
Lin Diyun also chimed in, "Ye Er, you're representing the image of Anning International, don't let yourself go."
Ye Feimo snorted disdainfully and ignored the personal attacks from this group of men.
After finishing their golf game, they went out for drinks, and Lin Ning suddenly mentioned, "Han Bi has already approached me about Liang Hongyu's sea election a couple of times now. When will the list be announced?"
The sea election was in full swing, but Lin Ning had lost interest, only initially curious to see if any new talents could be discovered. To his disappointment, there weren't any promising newcomers.
He wanted to finalize the list as soon as possible.
