Arriving at the director's office, Xu Cheng knocked on the door, then saluted. The director knew it was him and smiled. "Come and have a seat."
Xu Cheng sat down, and the director personally brewed a cup of tea for him and handed it to him.
"How's the case going?"
"Still working on it. West Gate seems to have close ties with the underground money house, so it's very likely that one of their bases is in Shangcheng. I want to pull them out. Director, can we give the customs a heads up and tell them to keep an eye on ships heading towards the Wei Nation for the next period of time? They may be transferring a large amount of cash."
