Time was getting late, and the crowd at the square was gradually dispersing.
Before long, an imported Mercedes-Benz truck and a deep black Porsche Cayenne drove into the square.
Both cars parked in front of Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan.
First, several muscular men who appeared to be manual laborers hopped down from the truck.
"President Cui." The men looked at Cui Feiyan with reverence.
"Hmm." Cui Feiyan displayed a cold and proud demeanor, emanating an aura of someone in power. "Quickly load these things onto the truck and have them delivered to his house."
The muscular men looked at Huang Xiaolong somewhat perplexed.
Really? They were called in to work overtime in the middle of the night, merely to help a country boy...
What kind of person is this countryboy, exactly?
Could he be… a disguised young master of a wealthy family in Binhai?
