Yiting Star,
Outside the grand hall, figures paced restlessly, their gazes occasionally flicking toward the tightly shut doors, their expressions varied.
Nervousness, anticipation, conflict, hesitation...
"Vice Chairman You!"
Lin Qianyi stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze settling on the composed You Moxuan. A faint smile hung on his lips as he said unhurriedly,
"Deputy General Lu is a Ninth Order Mecha Master who has long since transformed into a sea of data. Investigating a few records would take no effort at all. I believe the results will be out soon."
"You... have nothing to say?"
"No."
You Moxuan answered blandly. Looking at the choked-up Lin Qianyi, he asked in return,
"What does the Chairman wish to hear?"
"Hehe, Vice Chairman You is as steady as ever!"
Lin Qianyi gave a smile that did not reach his eyes and replied resentfully.
"Haha, Chairman, why the rush?"
At the side, Song Zhi grinned and cut in with a laugh,
"You said it yourself—Deputy General Lu will finish reviewing those materials soon enough. We only need to wait quietly for the result..."
"Hm?!"
Lin Qianyi suddenly turned his eyes toward him, his gaze fixed directly on Song Zhi's.
Old Song, what are you so happy about? What are you... looking forward to?"
"Of course I'm happy that Deputy General Lu is so efficient!"
Song Zhi's smile did not change. He merely raised his right hand and habitually scratched his forehead, looking somewhat simple and foolish as he said,
"Whether there is a problem with Yougu Seat or not, others may not know, but how could the three of us Chairmen not know?"
"Once the results come out and the truth is laid bare before the world, how could one not look forward to it?"
Lin Qianyi gave Song Zhi a