Wen Fucheng had his call ended by Ying Jing.
On the contrary, his mood got even better.
This left the people around him utterly confused.
"What time was scheduled with Ying Zenan?"
"Six thirty."
"Move it to seven thirty."
"Alright."
Zhang Yang immediately got in touch with Ying Zenan's assistant to pass on the message.
They soon received a reply.
"Mr. Ying said it's fine."
Actually, Zhang Yang didn't dare tell the truth. Upon hearing about it, although Ying Zenan was reluctant, he still agreed, while continuously complaining about Wen Fucheng during the process of agreeing.
"His time is precious, but mine isn't? I pushed a dinner with my dear sister for him, isn't that a pity?"
Assistant Zhang expressed that it was indeed a pity.
He then went against his conscience, saying a few good things about Ying Zenan to appease the Crown Prince, thus gaining an hour's time for his boss.
