What's there to be anxious about, we'll know when the time comes

Lin Hanxing did not express any opinion.

"Go and find a Zuo."

As the old man in the Tai Chi suit spoke, his expression did not change, but he gave off a heavy sense of oppression.

Very quickly, they arrived.

Lin Hanxing grabbed a handful of grains from a white porcelain bowl on the table and threw them at The White Peacock.

"Mr. Zuo, how have you been?"

It was Zuo Xiangdong, the backbone of Huaji, who had borrowed her satellite phone in Jiangcheng.

"Miss Lin as well."

At this time, the top management of Huaji already knew that there was a change in the cabinet meeting about the Crown Prince. Zuo Xiangdong remembered the dark waves in the tea room that day when he first received the news.

When they met again, she was still as calm and indifferent as ever ...

But Zuo Xiangdong didn't dare to put on airs like he did when they first met.

There was a sense of respect in his words that he didn't even notice!