Li Feng's gaze remained locked on the window, the steel of skyscrapers flashing past like some silent sentinels. His lips curled faintly in disdain.
"No need. Their awareness is not required for such matters. It's their fault to begin with!"
Secretary Yu hesitated, then nodded, scribbling notes into his tablet, "Understood. And what about the additional private tutor arrangement you inquired about?"
"Continue as planned. It should be full-day sessions, seven days a week," Li Feng replied flatly, his voice devoid of warmth, "If they have time to drink themselves half-dead and provoke debts they cannot repay, they have time to learn how to survive without disgracing this family further."
"Yes, Master."
Li Feng leaned back slightly against the leather seat, closing his eyes for a brief moment.
