Xuan Mu, who was listening to the conversation through his earbud, stood up abruptly and rushed out of the conference room with madness in his eyes.
"Where are you going?" The men followed Xuan Mu in confusion, trying to keep up with his inhuman speed.
'Better resolve it as soon as possible.'
Bing Shi, on the other hand, walked towards the entrance while talking to Mrs. Zhu. "Madam Zhu, can you please accompany me to the infirmary? I don't want to go alone."
Mrs. Zhu looked hesitant, torn between wanting to stay with her son and her concern for Bing Shi's hand. "What about my son? He doesn't look good either," she said, her face white as a sheet when her son made a phone call, informing the person on the other end that he won't be attending the meeting today.
