Mr. Yu was pulled up by his father, who tugged at the back of his shirt.
"Huh? What are you thinking?"
Yu Zeming, not quite understanding, said, "What's there to think about? Just cooperate with Little River Live and that's it."
"Besides, didn't they say it would all be settled within two months? Who set the delivery date? Those people are just brainless."
Yu Zeming sincerely despised those people as he spoke.
He was the only one who had seen Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe in person and would never believe that those two would break their promise.
Mr. Yu carefully discerned, and it seemed to be the truth.
Just thinking too superficially, Mr. Yu, who originally wanted to analyze further, gave up that thought.
Simple-mindedness has its advantages; at least to others, it appears more sincere.
Just like that, it's actually quite good.
Mr. Yu got up and left.
Yu Zeming, not quite understanding, watched his dad leave, muttering softly, "Could it be his age?"
