It seemed Wendong had long anticipated that Qi Yun would mention this name.
There wasn't a hint of surprise on his face, just a deep glance at Qi Yun, and a slight "hmm" escaped his lips.
It was unclear whether it was in agreement or disagreement.
The room fell into a brief silence.
Wendong picked up the teacup from the table, took a slow sip, appearing to weigh something in his mind.
After a while, he slowly said, "Huang Zhiqiang, he is indeed capable, and during his years in Shanghai, he has achieved some significant accomplishments, especially in driving major projects to completion, his performance is noteworthy."
"However..."
After a pause, he shifted the tone, "If we let him lead the cooperation with T Semiconductor, do you think Old Zhang will be content?"
Qi Yun understood the implication in Wendong's words.
Indeed, if Old Zhang leads, even if Huang Zhiqiang has his thoughts, he'd keep them to himself.
