The next day, after breakfast, Qi Yun went to the hotel to pick up Old Zhao. Today, they were going to discuss the specific details of cooperation with Guanghui Group.
Zhao Weilin seemed to be in a good mood because last night Zhao Qing not only talked to him but also allowed him to touch the unborn grandson in her belly.
However, just as their car arrived at the Guanghui Group parking lot, Qi Yun received a call from President Bi.
"Old Qi, I need to talk to you about something."
"Okay, go ahead."
"The company faced a situation. Suddenly, some kind of governance team arrived, wanting to conduct a thorough inspection of the company. I have a feeling something's not right here."
President Bi's tone sounded relatively calm; as someone who had seen many ups and downs, he wasn't rattled by such a sudden situation.
After hearing this, Qi Yun's expression turned grim. He didn't need to guess; it was definitely aimed at him.
