Xu Ke sat steadily at the head of the table, watching the shifting expressions of the directors below.
The meeting room was becoming somewhat noisy, like countless flies buzzing around Xu Ke's ears. However, at this moment, Xu Ke couldn't tell everyone to shut up; he could only let the smile at the corner of his mouth turn cold and ruthless.
As a few more minutes passed, the meeting room slowly quieted down. A director, whose voice had earlier been a bit hoarse, persisted in saying, "You say this new team you found is making the game for you, but where is this new team? Why don't we know about it? Why hasn't the company allocated any funds for them? Why don't they come to work? These clips you just showed us—were they edited by someone you hired to fool us?"
What he said made some sense, and the looks directed at Xu Ke by the crowd instantly took on a subtle quality.
