"Leaving already? Weren't you determined to stay initially? You even promised to invest in the Future City project, which involves an investment of several billion! Won't you participate in selecting the design drafts anymore?"
Wan Jiang felt a pang of distress, thumping his chest and stamping his feet.
Zhong Yi said calmly, "Once the money is given over to Huo Xingzhou, that will suffice. Tianyuan Group won't let this project incur losses. He is cunning in his actions, but quite adept in business; there are no losing projects under his control."
He was still holding a grudge.
Calling Huo Xingzhou cunning was merely resenting him for making him hide in the trunk.
"That's the only option then. We can't have your wounds troubling you again. I'll go handle the discharge procedures now and arrange a private plane. You'll be able to return to the Imperial Capital today. Once there, use some self-sacrifice tactic to make the old master treat you better."
"Wan Jiang."
