Jian Ci was the one who fed them, entertained them, and made connections with ease. Together, they balanced each other perfectly.
Jian Ci chuckled. "After this, I will go get you some snacks. Anything you like, it's on me."
***
Jian Wei had been sent to a resort just outside the capital, a place designed for relaxation with sprawling pools, lush gardens, and the hum of soft music drifting through the air. But relaxation was the last thing on his mind.
Jian Rui had gone the extra mile, not only sending him away but also limiting his access to his work. Every attempt Jian Wei made to log into his projects was met with a locked screen.
Fuming, he called Jian Rui. The connection opened, and Jian Rui's face appeared surrounded by multiple floating screens, his hands busy with tasks. He didn't even glance at Jian Wei. "You better be dying," Jian Rui said flatly.
