Back in the office, Lin Yi opened his phone and checked the buzz surrounding the matter on various platforms.
The main battlegrounds remained on short video platforms and microblogs.
But now, the news about it was no longer visible; the suppression was quite thorough. Although he owed a lot of favors, it was definitely worth it.
If Ma Liansheng still wanted to report on this matter, he would have to figure out a way to control it.
But given the relationships on both sides, he couldn't rely on personal connections to discuss this matter.
He had to think of a way.
Ring ring ring—
At that moment, Lin Yi's phone rang; it was a call from Zhao Jing.
"Principal Lin, are you busy? Do you have some time tonight?"
"I have time. Are you inviting me to sleep?"
"I'm thinking of inviting you to dinner; as for sleeping, that can be considered."
"No problem, I'll see you after work."
