He dialed a series of phone numbers.
The call was quickly answered, and before long, the other party picked up.
"Hello, it's me. Starting tomorrow, keep a close watch on Young Master Kejun. He is not allowed to contact anyone around Lu Jihan, especially that Song Yinyin!"
After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhengxiong's hawk-like eyes shot out a cold, fierce light.
"Song Yinyin, you dared to scald my nephew's hand, I won't let you off that easy! Just wait, whatever harm you caused my nephew, I will return it to you in full measure sooner or later!"
.........
Early the next morning.
Mainland Building, top floor office.
Shen Kang, carrying a pile of documents, entered Lu Jihan's office.
"President Lu, here are the documents you requested, and some new project proposals. Oh, and there are two express letters for you."
"Express letters?"
Upon hearing these three words, Lu Jihan frowned slightly, his gaze falling on the two express letters at the bottom.
