Xiao Yihe hung up the phone from Ouyang Yan and hurriedly dialed Lin Weilian's number. At that moment, Lin Weilian was in the warehouse taking inventory and thought Xiao Yihe wanted to develop Plot No. 135, asking him to prepare the building materials, and thus he picked up the phone joyfully.
"CEO Xiao, we have almost finished taking inventory here. Whenever you need it, we can have it delivered to you."
The noisy background noise and Lin Weilian's voice came through the phone together. Xiao Yihe held the phone a little farther from his ear and cleared his throat, "We temporarily don't need the building materials."
What? Lin Weilian on the other end paused, seriously doubting if his ears were deceiving him. He dug at his ears and walked out of the warehouse, "CEO Xiao, what did you say?"
"I said, we temporarily don't need the materials. If needed, I'll contact you. Since our side is breaching the contract, there's no need to refund the deposit," Xiao Yihe said forthrightly.