Feng Lang sighed and said, "Sining International might be sealed off very soon."
Issues involving national security are always rather troublesome.
Hearing this, Yu Han's expression also turned grave, "I can't help much with other things, but I do have some money. I'll have someone sort out the assets in a bit. You should quickly ask your old man if he can use it."
"Keep your money for now. If we can't sort this out, it looks like all of us will be relying on you for relief," Feng Lang said with a bitter smile.
"It's fine. As long as you guys are all well, I'll support you," Yu Han said.
"Ah, cut it out. I'm not some pretty boy living off others," Feng Lang laughed off his words.
Yu Han stood up, "Enough joking around, go handle the important things."
"Okay!" Feng Lang responded and got up to leave as well.
In the afternoon, Yu Han and Yan Xia joined Li Yue and her current husband for dinner. By the time they got back home, it was already nine in the evening.
