When Ye Jizu heard Qin Fan switch from his disinterest in the company to the topic of the Old Master, his expression immediately turned grave. He quickly answered truthfully, "Not yet. Soon after you left the Ye Family mansion the night before last, the Old Master rushed to catch an early morning flight to the capital. He hasn't returned, and he hasn't called me at all."
"Mr. Qin, has something happened?" Ma Yunbin, who already considered himself to be in the same boat, didn't feel the need to stay out of it and asked, puzzled.
"You'll find out in due time. Heh." With a knowing smile, Qin Fan looked toward the wine cabinet. "Go get a bottle of red wine. We'll consider it an early celebration for the company's opening and for me passing my college entrance exams. I won't be attending the ribbon-cutting ceremony tomorrow."
"What?! Mr. Qin, you're the one in charge! How can you not attend?" Ma Yunbin blurted out, stunned.
