"But if they want to pick a fight, I'm not going to back down," Lin Beichen continued.
"Okay, okay, I'll get it arranged immediately," Huo Sizun seemed a bit excited on the other end of the phone and hung up after speaking.
Lin Beichen leaned back in his chair, pondering, "Anyway, rushing with Lan Zihua's matter won't help, I might as well attend this meeting first and see what the fuss is about. Handle the simple thing first, then tackle the difficult one."
With this thought, Lin Beichen stood up, ready to go out and meet Huo Sizun. As he went downstairs, Huo Sizun's chauffeur had already come to greet him.
Lin Beichen glanced at this driver and couldn't help but smile slightly. The man's features and appearance were too distinctive, he didn't have a nose, resembling someone who suffered ancient punishments.
The bodyguard bowed slightly to Lin Beichen, politely saying, "You must be Mr. Lin Beichen? It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure."
