A little past three in the afternoon, Sun Xinping, the executive director of Sunshine Film and Television, arrived at a teahouse near his company and walked straight into a private room on the second floor.
He saw the person who had invited him, Wu Qize of Lingnan Cultural Investment, staring blankly at his teacup with a furrowed brow.
Sun Xinping sat down across from Wu Qize and said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Mr. Wu, you should be a very busy man right now. How do you have the leisure to fly all the way to Binhai and invite me for tea?"
Wu Qize let out a long sigh. "Mr. Sun, it's all too obvious. Please, don't mock me."
"I know your company has worked quite a bit with the Affiliated Hospital's plastic surgery center, and you've also worked with that doctor, Yan Feifan."
He cupped his hands and bowed slightly. "Mr. Sun, I beg you, please tell me everything you know. For the sake of our past relationship, save me from this disaster."
