The lounge was insulated from all external noises, so quiet that even a pin drop would be audible.
But this very silence made Yiran feel incredibly uneasy.
"Bao Yanzhen, I'm begging you, please send the child away first! Or we can go home and talk there."
The man turned a deaf ear. He had already undone his belt and let out a cold laugh, his expression grim.
"You should know, I don't like waiting."
Yiran shrank back, well aware of why Bao Yanzhen was this enraged.
After enduring humiliation and biding his time overseas for so many years, he finally stepped over Bao Yancheng to seize the top position at the Bao Group.
Yet, day after day, he was still constantly compared to Bao Yancheng.
Even though Bao Yancheng's style was hard and unyielding, he undeniably had a unique way of getting things done.
Not only had he firmly established himself in the market, but even the senior members of the board respected and admired him.