Feng Huaijin rested his elbows on the conference room table, rubbing his tired eyes with his long fingers, and said in a deep voice, "How long has he left the company?"
"Two hours."
Feng Huaijin chuckled lightly, "It takes only one and a half hours to get from here to Jiangcheng Airport. Send someone to the airport to check first."
Once he boards a plane and escapes the country, it'll be difficult to find him again.
Even if we manage to find him abroad in the next couple of days, the project's information might have passed through several hands already and would be meaningless.
Despite the air conditioning in the conference room, Xiao Heng felt a chill all over his body. After all the hard work, this was the result.
It's over, it's all over this time!
Xiao Heng even felt like committing seppuku; this loss wasn't just a simple matter of one or two billion, and Brother Qi had been working overtime on this project for so long...
