Compared to Zhou Zheng's confusion, Zhou Xiaodong and the seven leaders couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.
After all, they had been present the night before and had overheard the conversation between Zhong Tianlong and Chen Feng, so they knew exactly what was going on.
This caused the group to feel a wave of sympathy for Zhong Tianlong, who really seemed to be a pitiable figure, a living tragedy.
"Alright, big brother Zhou, don't fret about where the money comes from any longer. You can rest assured it wasn't stolen, so just feel free to use it. And remember to contact me in a timely manner if the company's funds run short again!" Chen Feng said with a smile, as he patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder.
After all, since the company's foundation, it had been Zhou Zheng who had been taking great care of it, while Chen Feng himself had been decidedly hands-off; this made Chen Feng feel a little guilty.
If he wasn't going to exert effort, he'd at least contribute more money.
