Chapter 1371 - 1371 Traitor Memories

1371 Traitor Memories

With that, Xuan Li walked straight out. Most of the people in the meeting room stayed where they were. A small number of them hesitated for a moment before leaving with Xuan Li.

When Xuan Li walked out of the company with his men, a manager made a call.

“CEO Xuan, Xuan Li came again today and took away a portion of the executives.”

“Mm.” In an extremely confidential hotel in Moon Bay, Xuan Sheng sat in front of the window and fed the fish in the fish tank. “Let him take those people.”

“Okay, then when are you coming back, CEO Xuan? If you don’t come back soon, I’m afraid we won’t be able to hold on at the company. Xuan Li’s momentum is quite fierce.”

Xuan Sheng brushed the bait off his body. “I’ll naturally come back when it’s time.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up, Xuan Sheng crossed his arms behind his head and leisurely enjoyed the breeze with the fragrance of plants.

The subordinate handed Xuan Sheng a blanket. “CEO Xuan, when are we leaving for Beijing?”

“There’s no hurry,” Xuan Sheng replied calmly without opening his eyes. “Have you found that person?”

“I found him.” The subordinate nodded. “Our people followed very secretly and didn’t let him discover any flaws.”

After the assistant left, Xuan Sheng stood in front of the window and pondered.

Suddenly, a person hurriedly walked past the garden not far away. Xuan Sheng took a look and frowned slightly.

Wei Zimu? Why was he here?

Wei Zimu walked hurriedly and quickly disappeared into the garden.

Xuan Sheng made a call outside before sitting back in his chair and enjoying the time without working or handling documents.

On the other hand, in the hotel, Wei Zimu hurriedly walked into the room with a bouquet of osmanthus flowers in his hand. He patted the rain on his sleeve and was about to wipe his hair when the phone rang.

Seeing the caller’s name, Wei Zimu was stunned for a moment. In the end, he held the flowers in one hand and answered the call with the other.

“Brother, is it done?” Yu Qian stood in front of the huge experimental device with one hand in his white coat, looking at the camera quietly.

“Mm.” Wei Zimu nodded. “I’ve sent someone to the ancient tomb to take the photos you wanted. I’ll send them to you later.”

“Well done.” Yu Qian nodded in approval. His gaze swept across Wei Zimu’s shoulder. “You went out?”

Wei Zimu placed the bouquet of osmanthus flowers in the camera. “Do you remember that Mother used to like to make osmanthus cakes for us the most? Now that China is in full bloom, you used to like it the most...”

“Enough.” Before Wei Zimu could finish speaking, Yu Qian interrupted him. “Stop this. Don’t tell me you think I still remember what happened before?”