"But before discussing these, the most important thing is how to solve the current problems..." A sudden voice interjected.
"Alright, I've sent everyone away."
Zhang Yu tugged at his collar and said with a defeated expression.
This man stared with bloodshot eyes, wearing a dirty white shirt. If it weren't for his relatively neat hairstyle, he'd look just like Yu Wenxuan. Seeing Ling Mo looking his way, he casually tossed a cigarette over and nodded in greeting before eagerly saying, "Let's save the reminiscing for later. The situation now is a bit urgent."
Before he could finish speaking, he had already hurriedly opened the door: "Let's talk over here."
After entering the room, he impatiently poured out two cups of tea, muttering, "To be honest, Ling, your entrance was way too dramatic." He casually threw a piece of paper from his pocket. "My heart can't take it."
Wang Lin took the chance to glance curiously.
"I'm Ling Mo," the note read simply and casually.
