Another half hour passed.
Ding Rui could no longer wait, just as she was about to speak, she saw her assistant approaching from the entrance, his expression tinged with panic.
"What's happened?" Ding Rui asked anxiously.
There was no one else around, and the assistant, uncertain how to respond, seized upon her question, "It's the business partner. They said Mr. Yu left on the afternoon flight, and they... they don't plan to sign the contract with us anymore."
"What?" Old Ding was astonished, rising to his feet abruptly, his unsteady body swaying, his complexion changing.
Ding Rui stood up as well, "What's going on? Hadn't everything been agreed upon? How can they just decide not to come?"
The assistant looked at Old Ding with difficulty, "I heard they were intercepted by someone along the way."
"Who?"
Old Ding interrupted her, with an air of command, instructing the assistant, "Bring me my phone, call Mr. Yu."
