Wei Ziyun pushed the face that had stretched towards his own to the side, entirely uninterested in those deepened dark circles under the other's eyes.
"Our client loss is getting quite serious," he remarked, having only glanced through a few documents, but it was enough to discern that the company's situation was far from good.
"Indeed," Zhuo Xiangqiao sighed in response, "lately, our company's circumstances have truly been 'difficult.'" Though his words conveyed this, his expression showed no sign of distress from the predicament.
Xiang Yuan, with his feet propped up, sat in the chair leisurely watching Wei Ziyun, "Recently, four-tenths of our clients have been snatched away by Dingsheng. Plus, with Zhao Yang needing special funding for his film, our situation has become very tough."
Wei Ziyun chuckled lightly and began, "I've already dealt with that matter."
