"I once said the event would take place over four days, but that time has already passed, so let's delay it a few more days. Once everything is fully prepared, we can establish it then," said Ling Tianyu as he set aside the statistics he had been reviewing and looked at Zhao Xiangde.
"That's fine," Zhao Xiangde had no objections, as everything was up to Ling Tianyu's decision, after all, he was the decider.
"Tianyu, this is the last thing I can do for you," suddenly Zhao Xiangde said, leaving Ling Tianyu utterly confused. What did he mean by the last thing he could do?
"What do you mean?" asked Ling Tianyu, his brow furrowed in puzzlement as he looked at Zhao Xiangde. How did he detect a hint of something amiss in Zhao's tone? Could something have happened?
"It means nothing much, just that I'm tired. I should take a break, go on a trip like some old men do, and relax a bit," Zhao Xiangde said with a wave and a smile as he sipped his tea, seemingly reluctant to get up.