After Huo Jingrui hung up his family's phone, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he thought of the Du and Gong families.
After some contemplation, he dialed another number: "It's me, Huo Jingrui. How is the matter progressing?"
"Since you gave the order, I naturally have to do it beautifully. Rest assured, I will ensure they are tightly bound together and then give them a head-on blow, making them tremble with fear."
"That's good. I'll treat you to dinner when I return to Beijing. Feel free to order whatever you want."
"You said it, brother. I will remember it."
After hanging up, Huo Jingrui picked up the documents on the table and headed towards the meeting room.
There are more than forty days left until Yunyi's birthday, and he needs to finish his current tasks quickly.
