The dockworkers beside them kept loading and unloading cargo, bustling with activity.
On this side, it seemed almost silent.
Yu Xiuzhun held his phone in one hand, maintaining the gesture of making a call, but he hadn't put it down yet.
All he could hear was Ye Mingmei's words from a moment ago.
She was thinking about him…
"Mr. Yu, the cargo is almost loaded into the containers, do you need to check it again?" His assistant walked up to Yu Xiuzhun, respectfully inquiring.
Yu Xiuzhun snapped out of it, turned to glance at the assistant, "Leave this to you, and also, book a flight for me; I need to head back to Washington now."
He couldn't wait to see Ye Mingmei.
"Now?" The assistant was taken aback, "But Mr. Yu, you've scheduled a meeting tonight with several bigwigs at the port…"
