"Jiang He, your whole village has moved away. Why are you still staying here? You could just move to Lingzhou…"
"Hold on!"
"Where's your mansion?"
Cheng Dongfeng did a double take when he got off Jiang He's sports car.
He looked around—he would have wondered if he was at the wrong place if Jiang He had not been driving.
There was a mansion right there when he came by at noon. And it's already gone now?
Pushing open his car door and stepping out, Jiang He chuckled, "Wasn't it unfurnished? That's why I slapped it away with a single palm, and ordered a simple mobile mansion online. The logistics are smooth and quick, and it would be delivered here by nightfall."
He made something up, so that he would not have to be interrogated again after he had grown out a mansion.
How troublesome that would be.
After that, Jiang He and Cheng Dongfeng worked together to unload the large containers from the military truck behind the sports car.
