Lin Ming answered with such complete composure that even Tang Hao froze.
"I'm a six-year-old child. What would I know about engineering?
What would I know about management?"
Lin Ming continued unhurriedly:
"But my parents left me an exceptionally professional team and an enormous company. None of these things require me to handle them personally."
As he spoke, Lin Ming immediately opened his Storage Soul Tool and presented a thick stack of beautifully bound documents:
"These are our company's outstanding achievements over the years, along with detailed financial statements. The three of you can examine them at your leisure.
Besides, our winning the bid is itself a recognition of our company's capabilities. Your choice of us proves you have a good eye."
"Interesting."
Tang Hao picked up the statements and casually leafed through them, but he could not understand them at all. Those densely packed accounts in particular gave him a headache before he had read even two pages, so he pushed the whole lot over to Ya Li.
After taking them, Ya Li began reading them carefully, page by page, her expression growing increasingly serious.
Just then, Long Yeyue suddenly spoke as well.
"Your company is quite good. Everything you've done has met my expectations as Pavilion Master. Whether it was the temporary construction at the old Shrek or the new Shrek construction project, I was the one who awarded them to you."
"A talking pig?"
At the sight of Long Yeyue, Lin Ming immediately put on a shocked expression, with even a trace of fear:
"Could you be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"
"You've got some knowledge, boy. That's right.
I am a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."
Long Yeyue seemed to have gotten hooked on teasing the child:
"Well?
Never seen a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast before, have you?"
"Now that