NABC Chapter 583: Strategy of Delaying Tactics
Chapter 583: Strategy of Delaying Tactics
After walking out of the corridor and entering the elevator room, Shen Kang couldn’t hold back anymore."President Lu, are you really agreeing with Professor Qin to terminate the contract? Although he proactively offered to pay the penalty, we put in a lot of effort to sign him. Moreover, once the news gets out, it will have very negative effects on our Mainland Group..."
Shen Kang poured out all the worries in his heart in one breath.
But as the president, how could Lu Jihan not foresee these concerns?
"Shen Kang, go and investigate everyone Professor Qin Qing has recently interacted with, including who he has called, met with, and had meals with. Check everything thoroughly."
"Yes!"
After giving the instructions, Lu Jihan had a stern expression, his jaw clenched tightly.
He was simply stalling for time. Once Shen Kang confirmed the truth of the matter, he would decide how to respond.
Daring to target Mainland Group? No matter who it is, he will retaliate and return the favor!
In the evening, he returned to the mansion, where Song Yinyin was already waiting at the door.
Seeing her dressed so lightly, Lu Jihan frowned and stepped forward to hold her: "Why are you waiting here? Isn’t it better to wait inside?"
Out of concern, not knowing how his discussion with Professor Qin Qing went, Song Yinyin’s mind was unsettled, and she hadn’t realized that she was only wearing a thin sweater without a jacket.
Lu Jihan took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
Then, he gently took her hand and walked inside: "Let’s go eat; I’m hungry."
Song Yinyin wasn’t in much of a mood, gripping his hand and asking: "How did the talk with Professor Qin go?"
She asked eagerly.
Lu Jihan smiled but didn’t tell her the truth: "Don’t worry, I’ll handle it properly."
Song Yinyin breathed a slight sigh of relief.
After dinner, past eight o’clock, Song Yinyin took Song Dabai for a bath.
The little guy was almost six years old and needed to learn to take a bath by himself, so Song Yinyin didn’t stay with him. She adjusted the water temperature and checked that nothing was missing, then waited for him outside.
The door opened, and the little guy came out barefoot, wearing a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around his head.
"Mommy, where are my slippers? My slippers are missing?"
"Oh, didn’t I put them by the bathtub for you? Didn’t you see them?" Song Yinyin hurried to the bathroom and found the little guy somehow had left the slippers in the bathtub.
She was speechless: "Look at you, how did the slippers end up in the bathtub?"
"Hehehe, maybe the slippers wanted to drink water?" the little guy said playfully, sticking out his tongue and taking down the towel from his head, revealing a fluffy head.
"You’re such a chatterbox." Song Yinyin lightly tapped his small nose, picked him up, and sat down on the sofa.
Then, she picked up a towel and started to dry his hair.
After dressing her son, the phone on the coffee table rang.
Song Yinyin glanced at it and saw an unfamiliar number, so she ignored it.
After a while, the number called again, and Song Yinyin, feeling bothered, answered the phone: "Hello, who is this?"
There was only the sound of quiet breathing on the other end.
Thinking it was a harassment call, Song Yinyin muttered: "Ridiculous!"
She was about to hang up the phone.
Just then, the man’s deep voice came from the other end: "Yinyin, it’s me."
Song Yinyin’s face froze, and her movement stopped. She never expected that Yan Kejun would call her at this moment.