QIN GROUP, THE CHAIRMAN'S OFFICE.
Qin Shoiming kept watch of time as soon as it was time for Qin Heiping's lunch break, he dialed his son's number.
"Dad"
"Happy Birthday, Heping. How are you?"
"I am good, I got the alert and gifts, Thank you".
"you are welcome, are you free this weekend? How about coming home for the weekend, we have a new nanny. How about coming back to unwind, I can send the car over, if you would like?"
No, I need to prepare for my finals. We can see during the break".
"... Alright, see you then".
He frowned as the call ended, pulled open the drawer and picked up his cigarette pack and lighter then pushed back the seat and moved to the lounge area.
He sat on the brown leather sofa, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. He felt completely warmed up in a few minutes, leaned backward on the couch, and shut his eyes.
