Zhou Mingchen didn't stay in the restaurant to eat. Instead, he went directly to Langxing and sat in Jin Fengnan's office to wait.
"Mr. Zhou, have some tea." The secretary brought in hot tea and asked proactively, "Do you need me to call Mr. Jin?"
"No need, thank you." Zhou Mingchen declined while picking up the teacup. He had already spoken to Jin Fengnan on the phone on the way over. He said he would come back as soon as possible, so there was no need to bother the secretary.
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Jin Fengnan rushed in. He was eating at a restaurant ten minutes away from the company when he received Zhou Mingchen's call and hurried back, only to find he was still a step late.
"What's going on?" He asked urgently, having heard the matter was related to Chenxing Studio, he keenly sensed it might also have something to do with him. If the problem was indeed serious, Zhou Mingchen finding him to settle accounts would also be troublesome.
