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Mr. Xuan Jing, you don't seem to be involved in the board game? "

Everyone's eyes followed Ferguson's eyes to the last board member. Most members of the board did not know how the Chinese came to the board, including Geralt, the largest shareholder, but he just sat here.

And those who know some insiders have a scornful smile on their lips, no one knows whether it is the Chinese or Ferguson.

"Does this have a lot to do with you?" Chen Xuanjing, who looked unsophisticated, was about forty years old.

Ferguson laughed: "I'm just curious, what will happen in China, to be precise, China is a strange existence in the game structure."

"I didn't participate in this boring money-spending game. After all, my wife is very strict with me, and everything about money is what she said." Chen Xuanjing smiled.

Geralt also suddenly said: "I heard that Mr. Chen's wife manages a jewellery company. I have recently been interested in this area and can invest 50 billion to invest. Does Mr. Chen think there is risk?"

"If you invest in my wife's company, I think your worry is completely superfluous."

Everyone smiled again in silence. As the only Chinese shareholder, Chen Xuanjing's "origin" is more mysterious. Members of the board know his wife's company, a small company with a registered capital of less than 20 million. Geralt is throwing an olive branch, and Chen Xuanjing is accepting a friendly attitude of cooperation.

Chen Xuanjing turned to Ferguson, meaning: "Some people, like you, seem to be R & D personnel, who control the game structure behind the scenes."

Ferguson thought, boss Chen continued: "Okay, don't let everyone wait for us, after all, everyone is so rich, it takes time to spend it."

Everyone smiled again, this Chinese is very interesting.

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