It was afternoon and the sun was blazing overhead. Moreover, it was the outskirts of the city and there was little traffic on the road. There were only the trees by the roadside shining under the sunlight.
Lin Qian stood by the pavement for quite a while before she managed to hail a cab. Of course, her destination was Aida Organization. The moment she entered the taxi, she called Li Zhicheng.
The line was busy.
Knowing he would be under great pressure, she decided not to call again. After such a big announcement, it was not a surprise that he would be swamped with calls.
The cab travelled very quickly on the road. The window was open and wind flooded in. Lin Qian's feelings were like the wind, pounding and unstable.