"There's no need to go back. I believe Li Haixiao will return. Since he asked to meet me, he will definitely show up." After speaking, Old Master Zhang sat down on the chair, gazing outside. He had been waiting for Li Haixiao's silhouette and, at last, he saw it coming.
Li Haixiao walked into the café with no extra words, took a seat directly, and Old Master Zhang, in an ingratiating manner, ordered a cup of coffee for him. However, Old Master Zhang didn't expect Li Haixiao to cut straight to the point: "President Zhang, as an elder, to secure cooperation for the Nanxi property, you actually resorted to using a younger generation. Do you think that's appropriate?" Li Haixiao's smile concealed a dagger, his gaze piercing through Old Master Zhang. In that instant, Old Master Zhang felt a chill down his spine, as though Li Haixiao's eyes could kill.
