C353 Yao Qianshu the Money Tree

In the bright and spotless lobby of Building 233, Ye Hong sat quietly on a sofa, patiently waiting for Bi Fa's secretary to come and fetch him. He checked his phone and his brow furrowed slightly. Twenty minutes had ticked by beyond their agreed-upon time, and there was still no sign of Bi Fa, leaving Ye Hong to ponder what kind of snag might have delayed him