Zhao Wen took the proprietary Huaxian medicine and experimental report that Lin Yi had developed and returned to the hotel in a daze.
Everything that had happened today was like a nightmare to her.
This was the biggest Waterloo she had ever encountered in her career.
She had never thought that she would be defeated in such a way at the hands of this scoundrel.
"President Zhao, we have to report this to the headquarters. Otherwise, things might go wrong."
Standing beside Zhao Wen, Meng Haiqing said.
"I know."
After calming down for a while, Zhao Wen called Luo Yi through facetime.
At this time, it was already midnight in the United States, but Luo Yi had not yet gone to bed.
"The deal must be done. When are you coming back from Huaxia? I'm going to throw you a party to celebrate this matter."
"President, I'm sorry. There was an accident," Zhao Wen said apologetically.
