After opening the computer and keying in the password, Qin Yinan's fingers floated above the mouse for some time before he clicked open his mailbox and entered his password to enter the main page.
There was a red colored 1 at his inbox, reminding him he had just received a new email.
Qin Yinan might look gentle and humble on the surface, but he was a man with great courage. Honestly speaking, even he had a hard time telling what he was so afraid of, but the fear clinging to his heart couldn't be denied or ignored.
He hesitated for a moment before opening the mail and downloading the attachment. The new window came up, and using the mouse, he started to go through Cheng Qingchong's message history.
"CEO Jin, this is Cheng Qingchong, are you free now? Can you talk on the phone?" The date of this message was from two years ago, around the second day after his company found itself in deep financial trouble.