Looking at A'niu's thoughtful expression,
Wei Tianming couldn't help but start worrying again.
"A'niu, you should stop investigating this matter. Don't look into it anymore. You are alone and powerless, and continuing the investigation will do you no good," he said.
Returning to his senses, A'niu replied, "Don't worry, Grandpa Wei, I know what to do."
As they were talking, a knock was suddenly heard at the door.
Wei Tianming regained his composure and called out, "Come in."
"President Wei, dinner is ready. Miss Bai is busy in the dining room, waiting for you to go down for the meal,"
said the waiter politely.
Standing at the door, he smiled and nodded at A'niu.
Wei Tianming straightened his clothes.
"Let's go, you haven't had a proper meal since coming to Binjiang. Today I specially asked the kitchen to prepare Binjiang's signature dishes. Let's go down and try them," he said.
"Then I won't be polite today; I haven't had a proper meal in days," A'niu responded.
