"Yes. As for Miss Huo's incident, do we need to..." The assistant remembered the time back in Beijing,
"No need, leave that matter for later." He had a pile of troubles to deal with in his own company right now and couldn't spare any attention for that. Plus, it had been three days since Huo Weining's incident, and the Huo Family hadn't called her, indicating one thing: they didn't want him to know about Huo Weining's situation yet, preferring to handle it themselves.
Since that was the case, he might as well pretend to be unaware.
"Alright, boss, I understand," said the assistant and then walked out.
Wu Zonglu rubbed his hair, somewhat irritated, when Milo Goodrich entered, "Boss."
"How did it go? Did you track him down?" Wu Zonglu asked.
Milo Goodrich shook his head, "No, the information left behind is all useless. The other party is too cunning. We probably won't find him this time, unless he makes another move."
