"Wanqing, I really don't have time. If you have something to say, just get to the point, or let's talk another day at my office." As he spoke, Hu Zhichun glanced at his watch and continued, "I have a meeting to rush to now; we'll talk later." With that, Hu Zhichun turned around with his female secretary and started walking out of the private room.
Just then, the door to the room opened from the outside, and two burly men in suits stepped in, blocking the exit. Seeing this, Hu Zhichun's expression changed, and he turned back to Nanrong Wanqing, his tone tinged with anger as he asked, "Wanqing, what are you doing?"
"Nothing much, just want to ask you to stay a little longer, Uncle Hu." Nanrong Wanqing replied coolly.
"This is a threat!" Hu Zhichun exclaimed indignantly. "I'm your elder, how can you treat me like this?"
