Luo Haofeng chuckled in agreement, saying, "Mo Xiuchen, your method isn't bad. It will indeed make Xiao Wenqing panic and run to Wu Tianyi."
At this point, he paused, his smile fading before voiceing his worry, "But can the old man handle it? Ever since he was hospitalized from anger due to you, his health seems to have worsened."
Mo Xiuchen dismissed his concerns with a cold snort, "If he couldn't handle it, he wouldn't go on a solo trip. Rest assured, he won't drop dead."
A slight twitch appeared in Luo Haofeng's mouth corner, he admired, "Alright, you know your grandfather well. When do you plan to tell him, or will you wait for his return?"
"I'll give him a call later to check on him. He can't always be out there, losing face so far from home, it's time for him to return!"
"So, what about Anlian? Do we reject them, or...?"
"Have their boss call me, I want to talk to him personally."
Luo Haofeng understood his meaning, raised a brow, and said cheerfully, 'OK'.