Breakfast Chatter

Zhang Yang had no intention of pressuring him. The money had to go to someone anyway.

"Three days?" Wu Haonan was genuinely troubled. That was barely enough time to renovate the place, let alone move in desks and everything else. But with money, it could be done. There looked to be several million on the table, so he answered, "I can do it."

"Good. Let's do that."

As he spoke, Zhang Yang took a sheet of paper from his pocket. It was his floor plan.

"Just follow this plan."

Wu Haonan frowned when he looked at Zhang Yang's plans. He had never seen a place renovated like this, but he did not dare ask questions. Following the plans would actually make the job simpler; the demands were mostly in the materials and office equipment.

Money made things easy, especially when it was not his own. Zhang Yang handed the job to Wu Haonan and walked away.

Now Zhang Yang had nothing to do again. He did not need to worry about registering the company or renovating its offices. All he had to do was wait.

These days, Mibai turned tail whenever he saw Zhang Yang. He could not bear being around him anymore. At the slightest excuse, Zhang Yang dragged him to the pet hospital for a checkup. Even if no needles or medicine were involved, the place was terrifying to Mibai.

Mibai just had no way to express himself. If he could tell Liu Mei and Cheng Dongxue what was happening, Zhang Yang would be in for it.

"The sunshine's nice today. Time to get out and move around."

Zhang Yang stood in the sunlight, bathed in shifting, dappled light where the branches and leaves broke it apart.

"What are you planning?"

Cheng Dongxue was inside changing for