"Chairman," Ji Chuan began respectfully, "the car is ready. When shall we leave?"
However, Dongfang Yu seemed as if he hadn't heard, still gazing out of the window in a daze.
Ji Chuan was a bit surprised, but he respectfully called out again, "Chairman, the car is ready."
Dongfang Yu finally snapped back to reality. He stood up, and said indifferently, "Let's go, we leave now."
"Yes, sir."
Today was Hai Zhiyuan's birthday.
Early in the morning, Hai Xiaotang and the servants were busy preparing the meals.
Hai Zhiyuan liked peace and quiet, and he was not fond of socializing. So, the day's meal was only enjoyed by the family, with no outsiders present.
Although many people wanted to take this opportunity to give him gifts, he rejected them all.
He simply said he would not host any celebratory banquet this year and declined all the wishes.
However, the Dongfang family still paid a visit.
