Qin Yuan's face darkened as he instructed his secretary, "Go ask if Director Pei has finished his meeting."
"Yes."
Following the order, the secretary exited the reception room and returned after a short while.
"Mr. Qin, they said that Director Pei is still in a meeting and asked you to wait a bit longer."
Qin Yuan's expression grew darker, as if ink could drip from his face.
Although he was not the head of the Qin family, he was the young master, and when he conducted business, people would treat him with respect because of his grandfather.
This was the first time he had been ignored for so long.
However, when he thought about how he needed Pei Ya's assistance, he suppressed the frustration welling up in his heart and continued to wait.
It was already afternoon and waiting any further would stretch into the evening.
Who holds meetings for this long?
