Since the day Ye Fan left Guangming Pavilion, Di Jiang has been looking forward to it every day, waiting for Ye Fan to bring good news.
On the third day after Ye Fan left, Di Jiang encountered difficulties.
The war has been tense recently, and the top management of Guangming Pavilion has meetings almost every day.
Just as the meeting was about to end that day, a senior executive suddenly stood up.
"Sir, you previously approved the plan to steal the fort by Lipai Traditional Chinese Medicine, but now three days have passed and you seem to have not sent out a suitable candidate. Please consider carefully whether you want to proceed with this plan."
Di Jiang frowned and looked at the senior executive. He didn't expect that three days had passed since this incident, and someone would still use this incident as an excuse to stir up trouble.
"What do you mean?"
The senior executive was not to be outdone.
"I don't know whether in the past three days, Mr. Dijiang has not selected a suitable candidate in his heart, or has secretly sent someone to go there. He cannot trust us and does not want to discuss with us."
The senior executive said with a cold snort.
As soon as these words came out, it caused a stir and everyone started talking.
"That's right, I haven't seen that person who has made friends with you in the past few days. I remember his surname is Ye. What is Ye?"
Another person echoed, even naming Ye Fan's last name.
Di Jiang's face turned dark. He didn't expect these people to observe so carefully. Ye Fan was secretly sent by him, but after not seeing him for many days, these people would inevitably become suspicious.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the old man hurriedly input a burst of spiritual power into the sound transmission stone in his sleeve.
Just when Di Jiang was facing many senior officials of Guangming Pavilion with a dark face and was thinking about how to respond to their words, the door of the room suddenly opened and a figure walked in.
"Sir, if you have a bad memory, I don't mind reminding you what my name is. My last name is Ye."
Ye Fan walked in as if no one else was around and looked at the senior executive of Guangming Pavilion who was talking about him just now.
"I just stayed with my partner in the room for a few days, but I didn't expect you all to observe so meticulously."
Ye Fan covered his mouth and looked embarrassed, but the eyes he looked at everyone present were extremely contemptuous.
Those old Chens who had just suspected that Ye Fan was sent out blushed, and they naturally understood the meaning of Ye Fan's words.
One of the senior executives blushed.
"How can you be so shameless? How can you bring this kind of thing to the table?"
Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously.
"Sir, aren't you talking about what I have been doing these past few days? I answered your question truthfully, but you said I was shameless."
The old man pointed at Mark angrily.
"you you……"
He screamed for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything and left angrily, waving his sleeves.
After he left, the others had nothing to say and left one after another.
There were only three people left in the room, Di Jiang, Ye Fan and the old man.
After the people left, Di Jiang showed excitement and held Ye Fan's hand.
"Evan, when did you come back? Why didn't you tell me? Didn't you agree that I would pick you up then?"
I saw Ye Fan withdrawing his hand in embarrassment.
"Lord Di Jiang, I am not Ye Fan."
It was Nan Yu's voice, and Di Jiang was stunned for a long time before he realized it.
"It turns out to be Nan Yu. Let me just tell you, when did Ye Fan come back?"
Di Jiang couldn't hide the look of disappointment on his face.