He lounged in the office, watching the match.
Then someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Chen Guo pushed the door open and said, "Chairman, someone outside wants to see you. It's Manager Wang from Wanda."
Jiang Siming was puzzled and asked, "Did he say what it's about?"
Chen Guo shook her head. "No, but Richest Wang looks very haggard. The recent news about Wanda selling off large amounts of real estate has caused quite a stir. I'm guessing he's here to ask you for help, Chairman."
"Then let him in. Forget it—I'll go over personally."
Jiang Siming temporarily turned off the match and headed for the conference room with Chen Guo.
He had also heard the recent news about Richest Wang's Wanda. Since the beginning of the year, Richest Wang's assets had been shrinking rapidly.
He had also been selling off real estate he had purchased in the past. Clearly, something must have gone wrong.
When he arrived at the conference room, Jiang Siming saw Richest Wang sitting on the sofa. He had lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were tinged with bloodshot streaks.
It was obvious that he really had not been doing well.
"Uncle Wang, what brings you to my company?"
Jiang Siming walked over with a smile and instructed Chen Guo to pour some tea.
When Richest Wang saw Jiang Siming arrive, he immediately stood up. Though somewhat down on his luck, he had not lost his bearing. With a faint smile, he replied, "Your uncle is in dire straits now. I came specifically to ask you for a favor."
"Have a seat. What do you need my help with?" Jiang Siming invited him to sit down.
Chen Guo came over, poured the tea, and obediently sat beside Jiang Siming.
After sitting down, Richest