When Ji Yanzhi returned from work that day, he learned from Liao Kai that Ling Xi had been there.
He sneered. He had thought that idiot would cause trouble at the company, but instead, he had come running to the Old Residence.
Undoing his cuff links, Ji Yanzhi asked, "You didn't let him bother Ji Ting, did you?"
"No. We didn't even let him through the door, but..."
"Go on."
Lowering his voice, Liao Kai told him how the butler had berated Ling Xi and then slapped him.
Ji Yanzhi raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Uncle Yang slapped Ling Xi?"
"Yes."
The butler had looked after Ji Yanzhi since childhood. Aside from worrying a little too much, he had never so much as uttered a curse.
"Is Uncle Yang in the Main Building now?"
Liao Kai replied, "After overseeing the food preparations in the kitchen, Butler Yang went back to his room."
Ji Yanzhi wondered whether Uncle Yang had gotten so angry that he felt unwell, so he decided to check on him first.
Meanwhile, Ji Ting was frowning at the cost breakdown. The project manager standing beside him grew increasingly uneasy as he waited, until he ventured, "Mr. Ji, is something wrong?"
Ji Ting studied it a little longer, then looked up. "You used so much silicon carbide fiber woven mesh for the outer layer, and it only cost twelve thousand?"
"Well, here's the thing, Mr. Ji." The manager's mind raced as he desperately tried to cover for himself. "Our boss's third uncle owns a factory that produces this glass, so our purchasing price is much lower than anyone else's. Ha, ha, ha..."
Ji Ting furrowed his brow thoughtfully, then asked, "I see that the material used for the interactive interface is flexible borosilicate glass, but why doesn't it