"If he really does come to America, you must notify me immediately."
"Understood, don't worry".
"However, Ah Rong, I think Gu Mingyu probably wouldn't go to America. Think about it, there are so many things going on in Gu Group, so many meetings waiting for him every day. Even if he really wants to find you, he wouldn't have the time."
"Mhm".
Upon hearing Lin Baobao's words, An Xiangrong let out a sigh of relief, thinking that she might be overthinking things.
What she didn't know was that Gu Mingyu had already arrived in America.
"Young Master Gu?"
The moment Gu Mingyu stepped out of the airport, a bespectacled man immediately greeted him. After receiving a few documents from the man, Song Ming opened the backseat door of the car.
"Young Master Gu, should we head to the hotel first, or go to the office?"
"To the hotel. I didn't come for the company's business this time, but for personal matters."
"Understood."
