After leaving Lingyun Group, Wang Yaxin and Sun Yongming walked to the parking lot angrily.
"F*ck, this kid doesn't know what's good for him. He doesn't even take us seriously!" Sun Yongming scolded.
"Don't worry, let me think of something," Wang Yaxin said with a frown.
"How can I not worry? Our factory has to deliver goods every two days. If we can't deliver the goods tomorrow, the suppliers below will be furious."
"I'll call President Zhang first and see how he handles it."
"Alright, after all, this matter started because of him. He can't let us take the blame for this."
Wang Yaxin nodded and took out his phone.
"President Zhang, where are you? Something happened here."
"I'm preparing to go out to meet an important client. There are still ten minutes left before then. If there's anything, just say it fast."
Wang Yaxin spent five minutes explaining the whole story to the person on the other end.
