Mi Qin's frustration and anger were practically oozing from the text.
Lin Baici quickly typed a response.
Lin Xia Dai Yue Gui: Sorry, the company had an urgent issue these past few days, and I'm handling it out of town.
If it was about personal matters, Senior Mi would surely think I'm someone who puts personal issues above work, and what kind of personal matter could be more important than a five-million contract?
While Lin Baici was pondering whether to call and provide a proper explanation, Mi Qin sent a video call.
Lin Baici swiped to answer.
"Lin Junior, you finally decided to show your face?"
Although Mi Qin called him junior, there wasn't a hint of friendliness in her tone, just full of resentment.
"I truly apologize, my phone just happened to break these past few days!"
Lin Baici invented an excuse.
"No need to explain, I don't want to borrow your five million!"
Mi Qin wasn't interested in listening to any explanations.
"Alright!"
Lin Baici nodded.
"..."
