"President Lin, thank you for your hospitality. I was planning to stay in Peng City for a few more days, but I just got a call from an old friend. I have to go to Paris for an event, so I'll be taking my leave. Let's get together again when we have time."
That evening.
Lin Chu received a text from Lan Yuzheng. After a quick glance, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
'That son of a bitch really knows how to posture.'
'He's fleeing, plain and simple.'
'No need to make it sound so grand.'
Lin Chu figured he was definitely going out to lay low for a while.
'It seems I really scared him this time.'
After all, when the economic crime division gets involved, nobody's above the law.
If they really investigated, almost no one's hands are clean. And he had way too many skeletons in his closet. If someone decided to get serious, he'd be locked up singing the jailhouse blues.
Well, now that he's skipped town, let him be.
