Feng Lin immediately stood up, put on his coat, "Is it about Yuan Tiangang?"
"Exactly, Ouyang Hun came back fuming this time, didn't get a thing, but he seems to treat me even better now,"
Liu Nian said from the other end.
"He's not taken a fancy to you, has he?" Feng Lin curled his lips.
"Hm? Boss, you're jealous, aren't you?"
Liu Nian chuckled on the other end, "It's not too late to start treating me better now, you have a lot of competitors, did you know that?"
"Jealous of your grandpa! Spit it out if you have something to say," Feng Lin swung open the window and leaped out of the villa.
"It was you who brought it up first, and now you're blaming me in the end."
Liu Nian mumbled, "About a week from now, Ouyang Hun is going to take me and his eldest son to the destination."
"Got it, send me the location when the time comes."
Feng Lin nodded.
"Alright," Liu Nian replied.
Feng Lin hung up the phone and walked over to Meng Changsheng.
