C642 You Don't Even Need to Support Yourself

Gu Tingshen was sitting in the car with a tired look on his face. When he heard Xia Mo's grumbling tone, he immediately became much more clear-headed.

"What meeting?"

“. . . ”

Hsu Ke, who was holding the steering wheel, heard Gu Tingshen's words and immediately understood. He turned around and reminded, "President