Exiting the office, Wang Dahai was ready to head back and do a search online.
Just as he left the company, Zhang Yue quickly caught up to him.
"Wang, where are you going?"
"Got some stuff to take care of, what's up?"
Zhang Yue fidgeted and said, "Mr. Hu is pressuring me."
Wang Dahai was speechless. It was that issue again.
"Just stall him a bit longer."
"Alright."
Zhang Yue pouted, clearly unhappy.
Wang Dahai didn't have time to console her. He went downstairs, mounted his motorcycle, and took off.
He suddenly realized that Chen Die hadn't sought him out in the past couple of days.
It seemed that without a meeting with Wu Qiangwei, he was of no use.
The rental apartment was empty, Jiang Rou wasn't there, nor was Zhou Qian.
Wang Dahai glanced at Zhou Qian's room, feeling quite regretful.
But now wasn't the time to think about these things.
He turned on his computer and with a casual search, he found what he was looking for.
