The conference room was very lively, some people whispered, some people fanned themselves, some people flipped through books, all waiting for Lin Dingkuo to come to the meeting.

Since Su Weixin took office, Lin Dingkuo has not shown up, and he can be so calm, although it is in line with the calm style he likes, but it is too incomprehensible for people to figure out his thoughts.

And everyone is doubting the identity of this Su Weixin, who is he sacred?

Xiao Jidong pushed the door in first, and as soon as everyone saw that it was him, they quickly stood up to welcome Lin Dingkuo's arrival.

Then Lin Dingkuo entered the door, his expression was calm, and his steps were steady, as he usually did.

"You may be seated." Lin Ding......

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