Oliver Bloom, who had already reached the door, paused for a moment and didn't open it right away.
Nathan Perry looked at his son's back and said to Secretary Chen, "In our southern region, factories like this are as numerous as cattle. Why must we find partners in the north?"
"It's pointless, let's cancel it."
Secretary Chen nodded, preparing to notify the company's assistant shortly to send Mr. William Don back, so he wouldn't wait in vain.
At this moment, Oliver Bloom turned around, facing his equally tall father.
"Dad, I'm heading back. When will you return to South City?"
Nathan Perry was taken aback, clearly not expecting his son to care about his schedule.
He made a big effort to suppress the upward curve of his lips.
"Not sure."
"Then let me know before you go back," Oliver Bloom hesitated for a moment, "I'll come to see you off."
Nathan Perry sat back at the table, leisurely picked up a tea cup, took a sip, and after a while, coldly snorted.
"Hmm."
