Han Shengmei took a deep breath, suppressed the fury in her heart, walked to the sofa, sat down, and dialed the phone.
Han Zaiye was holding a meeting with the medical team, when he heard his phone ring. Glancing at the caller ID, he stood up, walked out of the conference room, and answered, "Sheng Mei."
"Brother, let me go out. I don’t want to be locked up," Han Shengmei said pitifully. If she didn’t go out, how could she meet Qin Yushen? How could she make Qin Yushen fall for her? Qin Yushen had finally come to Korea, and she couldn’t just do nothing.
"This time, no," Han Zaiye refused flatly. He had just received the news that the stocks of their family’s listed company had fallen by ten percent in a short period of time. The entire Han family was now preoccupied with the crisis. If he hadn’t already agreed to attend this medical conference, he wouldn’t be wasting his time here listening to doctors prattle on.
"Brother, I promise I won’t interfere with the Huaxia Medical Team. Please let me go out, I’ll definitely obey you," begged Han Shengmei, tears streaming down her face. She truly didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
"Enough!" Han Zaiye pressed the end call button, his face cold as he put away his phone. He didn’t have the time to worry about Sheng Mei’s issues now, with concerns circling his home and the medical conference already weighing heavily on him.
Returning to the conference room and seeing everyone waiting for him, Han Zaiye spoke in an indifferent voice, "Dismissed!" He always acted independently and never cared about others’ opinions. With his status and medical skill, no one would dare gossip behind his back.
"Chairman Han, we haven’t finished discussing the matter at hand," the vice chairman spoke up, unable to criticize Han Zaiye directly, but the issue was critical to the honor of the entire nation of Korea.
Han Zaiye swept a cold glance toward the vice chairman, "Do you have a problem?"
The vice chairman shuddered, hastening to shake his head, "No problem." Neither Han Zaiye’s status nor his medical skill was something he could afford to offend. He could do nothing but accept the situation.
Han Zaiye snorted coldly and stepped out of the conference room. He planned to meet Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen, confident that the current troubles of the Han family were related to them.
Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen were sitting on the couch watching TV when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Qin Yushen glanced at the door, "It’s Han Zaiye."
Song Yan Ning smirked, "It seems he’s quite clever." As the Han family’s stocks plummeted by the second, Han Zaiye must be very anxious. He guessed that they were involved, which showed he was no simple man.
As Han Zaiye heard no response and was about to knock again, the door opened.
Song Yan Ning sized up Han Zaiye, "Where is the steak and red wine we ordered?"
A flash of displeasure crossed Han Zaiye’s eyes, "I am not a hotel waiter. I am Han Zaiye, you must have heard my name, right?"
"Han Zaiye? Seems like I’ve heard someone mention that. What do you do?" Song Yan Ning feigned ignorance.
Han Zaiye held back his anger, "I am Han Shengmei’s brother, and also the chairman of Korea’s medical group."
Song Yan Ning had a realization, "No wonder your name sounds so familiar. Are you here for something?"
"May I come in and talk with you?" Han Zaiye looked at Song Yan Ning. He wasn’t sure if she was pretending to be ignorant, but Song Yan Ning was more beautiful than he had expected from the descriptions he had. He had checked her files, which contained no photos. His information about Song Yan Ning came solely from Sheng Mei’s descriptions.