"Wait."
Qin Hai hurriedly called out to Lin, afraid he would leave.
Feng Shuo had only given him two days to consider, and time was running out.
It was hard enough to get a meeting with Lin, let alone the president of HD Group.
If he missed today's opportunity, Qin Hai didn't know when he'd have another chance.
Lin paused, turning back with a curious gaze, wondering what Qin Hai wanted to say.
Qin Hai pulled out a photograph from his briefcase, a candid shot taken before he had brought Qin Sheng back.
"Assistant Lin, look, this is my daughter." He thrust the photo in front of Lin.
Lin's eyes lingered on the picture for a moment, his expression slightly shifting. He took the photo and glanced at Qin Hai.
"Chairman Qin, what exactly is this?"
Lin could guess Qin Hai's intentions and couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity for the man. Was he really courting disaster?
Qin Hai chuckled awkwardly.