Mo Ang smiled and gazed at Wen Rufeng. "It's okay, if I'm really this old, then it's my parents' fault for making me this old, don't you think?"
Looking at Mo Ang's smile, Wen Rufeng couldn't help but focus. "Mr. Mo Ang is quite humorous."
Mo Ang took Wen Rufeng's hand, showing a very gentlemanly side. "It seems Chairman Wen doesn't have a bad impression of me, so I hope our upcoming cooperation will be very pleasant!"
"I hope so too," Wen Rufeng said.
Mo Ang released Wen Rufeng's hand, then directly took control and said, "Are all the board members present? If so, let's start the meeting now!"
Wen Rufeng was taken aback for a moment.
An Ning immediately said, "Mr. Mo Ang, the meeting is chaired by Chairman Wen."
Mo Ang spread his hands and smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, I'm used to taking the lead, my apologies."
