Previously, the pharmaceutical factory had been doing quite well, so it can be said that it was thriving. On most accounts, there was still a lot of surplus money.
"Brother Lin, Brother Lin."
Just then, Lin Yu suddenly heard someone calling him, so Lin Yi turned to look back.
He hadn't expected that someone had hurried over, dusty and travel-worn.
Seeing this, Lin Yi felt a wave of worry wash over him.
How did this guy get the information so quickly? And he had only just arrived here not too long ago, so someone must have reported his whereabouts to him.
"Brother Lin, look, you're here, why didn't you give me a heads up? Plus, I should at least report the factory's situation to you."
"Haha, no need, they've just reported to me. How about you? Are you adjusting well here?"
"Yeah, it's okay, pretty good actually, and you know, now that I have stuff to do, I really don't feel that empty anymore. All of this, I owe to you, Brother Lin."
