Gong Ting drove Xiao Yu to the company. Just as they arrived downstairs, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and said to Xiao Yu, "You go upstairs first, I need to take this call."
Xiao Yu nodded, pushed open the car door, and got out.
As soon as Xiao Yu left, Gong Ting's expression turned cold. He answered the phone, "What is it?"
"You need to come home, I have something to discuss with you." Old Master Gong said, and hung up with a snap, still clearly upset about Gong Ting's actions.
Gong Ting raised an eyebrow, tossed the phone into the glove compartment, subtly adjusted the steering wheel, and drove out of Huan Yu Real Estate.
Old Master Gong tossed aside the phone. He sat on the sofa, raised his hand to rub his temples. Beside him was a newspaper, in the corner of which was a discreet photo, yet the people in the photo were very conspicuous.
