Could Wa Zicong not have guessed the numerous calculations Lin Jiale was making?
When Xiaoliu heard the news and hurried in to see him, he saw that Wa Zicong looked calm, as if nothing had happened. For a moment, Xiaoliu was afraid that Wa had been too shocked, and he asked in a low voice, "Manager Wa—"
"I'm leaving, and since you've been following me, I'm afraid things won't be easy for you. Look, if you feel like you can't continue working there. They might blacklist me, but not necessarily you. I have a few contact numbers here, all from headhunting firms. Just mention my name, and they should be willing to help you find a suitable new position," Wa Zicong said as he lifted his head to speak to him.
Xiaoliu was instantly moved and asked, "What about you, Manager Wa?"
"I've got to go back to my old home to hide out for a while."
"Back to your old home?"
