Qin Siyang's words rang out like thunder splitting the night sky.
"That makes sense!"
Someone muttered under his breath, and the silence around the round table froze for a moment.
Jiang Hao letting his son Jiang Changqing make such a fuss seemed to serve no purpose other than aggravating everyone.
But on closer thought, things really might have been just as Qin Siyang said-they were squeezing the supplier of the Crimson Crystal material in a roundabout way, forcing him out of the Crystal Coin Issuance plan.
After a brief silence, everyone's angry gaze fell on Jiang Hao and his son in unison.
Qin Siyang kept his eyes lowered, looking at his clasped hands. No one could tell what he was thinking.
At that moment, though, no one was paying attention to what he was thinking anyway.
Jiang Changqing froze at first, then his face abruptly went white, as though someone had dumped ice water over his head. His lips trembled slightly.
"I-" His throat was dry, and he hurriedly waved his hands. "No, we aren't trying to stop Crystal Coin Issuance..."
But before he could get the words out, Zhu Haifeng suddenly gave a cold laugh from the other side of the conference table.
"I was under the impression that the rule for today's meeting was that whoever sat at the table spoke for their side. Yet Chairman Jiang hasn't said a word and keeps letting that ill-mannered child behind him speak. What is the meaning of this?"
Zhu Haifeng's words ignited everyone's existing dissatisfaction with the father and son.
Chu Xiaoang followed up. "You, the Jiang brat. Haven't you noticed that whenever Xiao Qin answers, he addresses 'Chairman Jiang' and speaks directly to your father, Jiang Hao? He hasn't paid you any attention at all! If you want to