The fairy rose to her feet and took her seat on the sofa, making a point of bumping into Xiao Ming with a measure of displeasure.
"What's with calling me to the hospital so early in the morning?" Zhou Qingyuan asked while yawning.
"Last night, as soon as that ancient tomb appeared, Dabang was finished, and with just a little bit of maneuvering on our part to push it into bankruptcy and liquidation, it will be a breeze.
When the time comes, wouldn't it be better to snap it up for a song, instead of going to the trouble of buying from its shareholders?"
Xiao Ming gave her a sidelong glance, "Didn't your dad give you any instructions before you came?"
"He told me to bring eyes and ears but keep my mouth shut, follow your orders, and learn from you properly."
Zhou Qingyuan pouted, "Sometimes I really wonder if you're his illegitimate son.
Ever since you showed up, my dad doesn't care about me anymore."
