Yuan Junkun was dazed. "Business summit? The one T.S. Corporation sent?"
"That's right." Ji Shiting nodded. "Can you do it?"
Yuan Junkun hesitated. "Are you going to talk to T.S. Corporation? But Dad said we shouldn't rely on you…"
"Didn't you say? I have shares in the company. Even if it's for the dividends, I can't just leave." Ji Shiting raised an eyebrow. "If you can get two tickets, I'll take you with me."
Yuan Junkun's eyes lit up. "Okay! It's a deal! Don't worry, I won't let Dad know."
Ji Shiting curled his lips and looked at the door. "Go."
"Hey!" Yuan Junkun answered. He patted his chest and said, "I have a buddy who's from Greenland. I'll ask him for help. Wait for my good news, Brother Shiting!"
Yuan Junkun ran out and started to make a phone call.
Ji Shiting smiled, opened the bottle of water and drank half of it. He then took a deep breath.
The first thing he heard when he woke up was his name.
Shiting.
