"...Okay."
Jian Bin couldn't help but wonder.
Under thirty...
How many people must that pass up?!
Additionally, has Qin Shuyi offended the BOSS?
However, Feng Ziheng wasn't responsible for solving his puzzles, and after giving his orders, he hung up the phone.
Glancing at the time, he unceremoniously dialed another number.
"Captain, it's the dead of night, this is hardly ethical..." the person who answered the phone said, still full of sleepiness.
"How's the renovation going?" Feng Ziheng didn't bother with small talk and asked directly.
The person in charge of the renovation was an old comrade of his.
Before joining the military, he had studied interior design, and after he was discharged, he had started a decoration company. Feng Ziheng had directly assigned the job to him.
"Progress is good, should be done in ten days."
"Hmm, there's a room that needs some adjustments," Feng Ziheng spoke unhurriedly.
"Ah?"
The man immediately woke up.
...
The next day.