It's still that heavily guarded complex, where Qi Yun, under the guidance of the secretary, returned to the study from last time.
Behind the mahogany desk, Wendong was looking down at a document. Upon hearing footsteps, he lifted his head and gestured at the opposite chair, "Sit down."
Qi Yun sat in the opposite chair, casually placing a bag of tea leaves beside him, grinning broadly as he said, "Haha, Sir, your work is too exhausting. You need to take better care of your health."
Wendong glanced at Qi Yun with a sidelong look, "This sudden concern from you makes me feel like you might have ulterior motives." Putting down the document in his hand, he continued, "Speak up, why are you here looking for me again? I'll give you five minutes; soon I need to attend a briefing."
Qi Yun wasn't bothered, knowing the other was incredibly busy, with numerous big shots lining up daily to report their work. Even someone as senior as old He might not have the chance to step into this study.
