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Zhang Te did not go to the restroom, instead, he found a secluded place to answer the still-vibrating phone in his pocket.
Without intending to speak, Zhang Te held the phone up to his ear.
The person on the other end of the phone, guessing that he was not in the mood to talk, spoke in the sa chanically altered voice, "Mr. Zhang, it’s been three days, have you made your decision?"
Zhang Te gripped his phone but remained silent.
"Mr. Zhang, I promised you seven days, and I will indeed give you seven days. However, I have found that Han Jingnian has booked a flight to Thailand tomorrow night... I called you to tell you that, Mr. Zhang, you have indeed not disappointed ."
After hearing the unpleasant voice on the other end of the line, there was a pause for a few seconds before they continued, "Oh, besides, I would like to reassure you, Mr. Zhang, your mother is having a spa treatnt. Additionally, your mother seed to miss you especially today, she has asked my people at least eight tis when Chengcheng will co to Thailand to et with ..."
Then there ca a chilling laughter over the phone, followed by the call being disconnected.
The dial tone sound from the phone echoed in Zhang Te’s ear. He stood there, stuck in the position of answering the phone for a long ti before eventually putting it away.
Obviously he understood what that anonymous monster ant when bringing up his mother, it was just a reminder and a threat that they had control over his mother.
Yes, ti really flies, three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the final deadline is getting closer and closer...
Zhang Te lowered his head, staring at his toes thoughtfully for a while before he lifted his head, gazing into the distant cityscape.
Skyscrapers dotted in the setting sun, the clear blue sky... such a beautiful tropolis, he thought... he might not be able to see it again in the future.
Just like the building under his feet, he had spent almost 60% of his adult life here. This building was more familiar to him than his own ho. The lobby on the first floor had been redecorated twice in the last few years, the faucet in the restroom on the second floor always had issues, the office desks on the third floor had been replaced once, the printer on the fourth floor had been serviced eight tis, and floors five, six, seven, eight... On the twenty-first floor was his workspace.
Probably, like the scenery in front of his eyes, he would not have the chance to step into this building, that harbored his dreams and aspirations, again.
Zhang Te, seemingly reluctant to say goodbye, gazed at the scene in front of him for a long ti, before finally turning around and leaving.
As he returned to the teahouse, Zhang Te held several docunts in his hands.
Xia Wan’an stared at the docunts in his hand for a while, then t Zhang Te’s eyes.
After sitting down with a smile, Zhang Te opened one of the docunts and said, "Ma’am, you and Mr. Han are leaving for Thailand tomorrow night, aren’t you? As you know, Mr. Han has lots of work every day. Even on vacation, he will still have important business matters to handle... Since I cannot go with him, I will need to coordinate so matters with you so that, in Thailand, you can assist Mr. Han..."
Upon hearing this, Xia Wan’an nodded in realization.
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