After Qian Yikun was done surmising, everyone lowered their heads to look at the time. It was obvious that everyone's sense of time had been muddled.
"23rd," answered Mei Jia.
"23rd." Qian Yikun lowered his head and repeated the number. "There are 10 days left. Lil Zhao will continue to monitor Ding Jiaqi. No matter what she does now, you must report it."
"Okay," Lil Zhao agreed.
"Mei Jia and Shen Hu, you two go to the vicinity of the Ding Enterprise and pay special attention to the people who enter Ding Enterprise."
"Yes, sir—"
"Old Zheng, bring a few people and keep an eye on Zhao Fangyu's magazine agency 24 hours a day."
"Yes, sir."
Qian Yikun looked at the vice-captain. "Come with me to Zhao Fangyu's magazine agency."
Counting down to ten days, no matter what they planned to do, he would not let them succeed.
"What about Ding Junqi?" The vice-captain asked concernedly.
