After hanging up the phone, Qin Hai chatted with Qiu Ye for a while, and after waiting for nearly half an hour, the door to Lin Qingya's office still hadn't opened, nor had He Zhendong emerged.
Out of options, Qin Hai had no choice but to lead Li Yuerong back to the security department.
At this very moment, inside Lin Qingya's office, Lin Qingya stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the endlessly flowing Chunjiang River, her face as cold and hard as eternal ice.
Behind her, He Zhendong sat leisurely on the sofa, sipping tea. His expression was relaxed and content, a stark contrast to Lin Qingya's demeanor.
After taking a couple of sips of the fine Longjing tea, He Zhendong turned his gaze to Lin Qingya and said with a smile, "Qingya, Uncle He didn't come today to pressure you. I just wanted to inform you about this matter. In the future, Yafang Group will remain as before, and you will still be our president of Yafang Group."