In Xucheng, atop the Sky Garden, the banquet hall glittered brilliantly.
Huang Zhang heard Ma Wenteng's teasing remark but didn't take it to heart. 'Penguin can't even figure out e-commerce, and now they want to make phones?'
But when his gaze landed on Chen Yansen, his expression froze, and his mind went blank.
'Given the partnership between Senlian Capital and Penguin, if Ma Wenteng really were to make phones, he would actually have a high chance of success. If even Zhou Hongyi and Ding Lei could do it, there's no reason Ma Wenteng couldn't.'
'You bastard! A real shit-stirrer!' Huang Zhang cursed inwardly, staring at Chen Yansen.
He was extremely dissatisfied with Orange Technology's practice of sharing its mobile operating system, supply chain, and production facilities. But he didn't dare provoke Chen Yansen, so the only thing he could do was glare a little and curse him under his breath.
