Out of sight, out of mind.
Jian Jin picked up the cold coffee again and turned to leave. "As long as you don't regret it."
Lu Zhi pretended not to hear it.
He gathered his emotions and focused on the half-opened document again. He picked up the fountain pen and signed his name at the back.
Then, he used the office line to call his assistant and asked him to check the contact information of the person connected to him at Qing University.
When the secretary came in and handed him Jiang Zongjin's contact number, he leaned against the wheelchair and thought for a long time before dialing the number.
"Hello, Uncle."
Lu Zhi knew how to act obedient. He had been good at putting on an act since he was young.
He was humble when talking to Jiang Zongjin.
"Then… I'll go to Beijing in the next two days. That's settled."
"Will do."
