Wan Donglin immediately said, "Since Mr. Huang has already expressed his opinion, let's see who agrees by raising a hand."
Two people followed suit, while others observed the situation and gradually more raised their hands.
"Alright, more than half have raised their hands, so let's finalize this matter."
The attendees began to leave one by one.
Huang Xiaojue walked at the back.
He did not greet Wan Donglin; in fact, he didn't want to greet anyone at that moment. Just like this mission, once completed, he was desperate for relief.
He got in the car and immediately dialed the phone: "Mom, where are you?"
"I'm at the resort playing mahjong, Xiaojue, are you coming home? I'll be right back..."
"Okay, you and Dad get home as soon as possible, the faster the better."
After hanging up the phone, he felt a sense of relief.
Clearly, he had temporarily gained Zhou Ting's trust. As long as his parents were still playing mahjong, it meant things hadn't reached the worst stage yet.
