But Ye Fan sat at the computer, tapping his fingers on the desk in thought, before he came up with a way to deal with Tongyi Group.
However, he couldn't act now, he had to wait till Li Zhaojun truly couldn't retrieve the patent before he would secretly make his move.
With his worries gone, Ye Fan returned to having nothing to do and idly browsed the web and played games.
Around four-thirty, Ye Fan took his cellphone and walked out of the office to the end of the corridor, where he called the safety elevator.
"Jingwei, how have you been these past couple of days?" Ye Fan asked Zeng Jingwei on the phone.
Zeng Jingwei's quiet, pleasant voice came through the phone, "Brother Fan, I'm okay. You don't need to worry."
Zeng Jingwei in the end refused to call Ye Fan 'brother'.
"Hehe, I'm not worried. Let's have dinner together tonight. I'll pick you up from the school after I get off work," Ye Fan said.