The next day!
Su Chen woke up bright and early. Considering the annual meeting that afternoon, he had specifically found a top-tier barbershop near Ocean View No. 1 to get his hair styled.
He even changed from his usual casual style, taking out the formal suit custom-made for him in the Imperial Capital by the Louis Vuitton Group’s head tailor.
In January, the temperature in Shanghai was around seven or eight degrees, making the suit just right.
Standing before the full-length mirror in the walk-in closet, Su Chen examined his reflection and nodded in satisfaction.
Before he could properly admire his handsome appearance, Chen Fei appeared at the door and said softly, "Sir, it’s time to go. Sicong just called to say they’re already in the garage!"
"Alright, let’s go." Su Chen adjusted his collar, then turned and walked out of the room.
Just as he was about to get into the elevator, a call came in. Su Chen glanced at the caller ID, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. ’An international call? Don’t tell me it’s that old fox Arno, but this isn’t the number he used before, is it?’
Though puzzled, Su Chen answered the call. "Hello, who is this?"
"Mr. Su, hello. This is François Pinault."
’François Pinault?’ The name sounded very familiar to Su Chen, but he couldn’t place it at the moment.
As if sensing Su Chen’s confusion, the man on the other end introduced himself again. "I am François Pinault, the chairman and CEO of the Kaiyun Group."
Hearing the name Kaiyun Group, it dawned on Su Chen. He quickly explained, "Mr. Pinault, my apologies. The signal was a bit weak in the elevator just now."
Chen Fei, who was holding the elevator, couldn’t help but twitch his lips when he heard this. ’The boss doesn’t even bother drafting his lies anymore.’
"Hahaha... I was wondering, is now a convenient time for you, Mr. Su? I’d like to discuss something with you."
Su Chen checked the time. It was 1:10 PM. With fifty minutes to go before the annual meeting started, he had plenty of time.
"It’s perfectly convenient. What important matter did you wish to discuss, Mr. Pinault?" Su Chen said, waving a hand at Chen Fei, signaling not to go down yet and to let Sicong and the others know.
Su Chen turned and walked back into the apartment. He knew this call wouldn’t be a short one; it was better to sit down and talk.

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