In a private hospital in Tiannan, Han Ziming, whose leg was in a cast, said into the phone, "Keep an eye on him. When I get out of the hospital, I'll go and see what qualifications he has that he can attract Su Yuhan's attention."
The phone rang again as soon as he hung up. Han Ziming hurriedly picked up the call, and a dignified voice came from the phone, "Ziming, how's it going?"
"Dad, we still have to wait!" Han Ziming shook his head and said, "Su Yuhan, that b*tch, refused to give me a chance. Otherwise, she would have gotten the formula from her company long ago."
"Hurry up, China is pressuring us!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "As long as we complete this mission, my position in China will definitely rise by a lot."
