"You want to ask about Shi Ran?" Han Yu asked directly when he saw he wasn't speaking.
Tang Si didn't answer, but his expression said it all.
As a result, Han Yu raised his hand, touched his buzz cut, and said nonchalantly, "If you want to know, go ask yourself." He felt a bit annoyed afterward and grumbled, "What are you, a glutton for punishment? You're the one who drove her away, and now you're shamelessly asking about her. You really are a spineless coward."
"Get lost!"
Tang Si's face turned cold, and he threw a document from the desk at Han Yu, saying irritably.
Han Yu had already planned to investigate Shi Ran's matters. Seeing Tang Si asking him to leave, he decided to "go with the flow." "Fine, I'm leaving. Goodbye!"
Feigning anger, he turned and left.
Seeing him truly about to leave, Tang Si panicked, "Hey, I was just kidding, don't take it seriously. Old Han? Mute? Why are you leaving!"
The office door slammed shut. Tang Si couldn't hear anything, so he immediately got up to chase after him, only to see Han Yu entering the elevator.
He sighed in frustration and dejectedly turned back to his office.
Regarding Shi Ran, it was like a feather scratching his heart, making him restless.
Finally, with no other options, he called Lu Yanming.
As soon as the call was answered, Lu Yanming said, "If you have something to say, spit it out. I'm busy."
Tang Si: "..."
What kind of people are these?
He reached up and scratched his forehead, lowering his tone, "What did she say to you?"
He knew his brother's character.
After leaving Zhuo Rui Technology, Lu Yanming didn't follow. He knew Lu Yanming had gone to find Shi Ran.
"Which 'she'? Who?" Lu Yanming pretended to be clueless.
Tang Si's face darkened, "Shi Ran!"
"Oh, Shi Ran?" Lu Yanming responded with a drawn-out "oh" as if suddenly realizing.
Just as Tang Si was filled with anticipation, wanting to hear his detailed explanation, Lu Yanming said, "If you want to know, go ask yourself. I'm very busy, goodbye."
"Lu Yanming, you scoundrel... beep beep beep beep..."
Before Tang Si could finish speaking, the other party had already hung up.
He was furious, threw his phone onto the table, and was on the verge of going crazy.
Zhuo Rui Technology.
President's Office.
Qing Muye finished the last document in his hand and looked at Song Jun, Song Ci, Wei Dongkui, and Pei Ying, who were standing before his desk, with a slightly serious expression.
He tossed a document to the other side of the desk, "Song Jun, take this information and go to Country C to meet with Floyd Street."
Song Jun nodded, "Yes, boss."
"Don't agree too quickly," Qing Muye took a cigarette from his pack, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a puff, exhaling faint smoke. "You've been to Antina Castle, so you should know the dangers."
"I've walked out of piles of dead bodies, what's this?" Song Jun smiled.
His calm smile held a hint of self-assurance.
Song Ci, remembering Song Jun's feigned death last time, urged him with concern, "Brother, be careful with everything."
Song Jun picked up the folder and patted Song Ci's head, "Am I that useless?"
Song Ci scratched his head sheepishly, "No, I'm just worried about you."
"Yes, be careful all the way," Pei Ying also said with some worry.
Qing Muye tossed another file bag over, "Dongkui. Take this and go to Wuming Island. All arrangements and plans are in here. You can look at it after you arrive at Wuming Island."
Wei Dongkui didn't know what "ingenious plans" were in the file bag, but he had absolute trust in Qing Muye, "Yes, boss, I will not let you down."
"Pei Ying, you go to the capital and investigate the Tang family thoroughly," Qing Muye instructed Pei Ying.
Pei Ying frowned, "You mean Tang Wanxing's family?"
"Yes," Qing Muye nodded, tapping the desk with his cigarette-holding hand, "the more detailed the information, the better."
Seeing that the three of them had mission assignments, Song Ci, being the only one without one, couldn't help but feel anxious, "Boss, what about me? What do I do?"
"Of course, you stay and hold the fort with me. What, you expect me to fight alone?" Qing Muye's well-defined lips curved into a teasing smile.
Song Ci chuckled, scratched his head, "That's fine too. I knew it. I thought, with such a big impact on the company, how could the boss not have a backup plan? So, staying put was part of the plan."
As he finished speaking, Song Jun patted his head again with the folder, "Aren't you stating the obvious? If the boss didn't have a fallback, wouldn't he just be waiting to die?"
Wei Dongkui laughed, "You're worrying about nothing, kid."
Pei Ying also smiled, her eyes filled with amusement falling on Qing Muye, her gaze holding a degree of reverence.
"Remember, all actions are confidential," Qing Muye reiterated. "Nothing is more important than your lives. I await your triumphant return."
"Yes."
"Rest assured, boss."
"Rest assured, President Qing."
"It seems I have nothing to do."
Several people said their piece and then left the company one after another.
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