"That's right, didn't Chu Tianxiong tell the Wei Family that the deadline is tomorrow? If they don't come up with a fighter jet, wouldn't they become a laughing stock? Our British people's face has been thrown to the ground.”
Luo Si had a distressed expression, feeling that the current situation was somewhat troublesome.
Robert remained silent. Instead, he asked about another matter. " The person receiving the goods will arrive tomorrow night, right?”
Luo Yi nodded. " That's right. Tomorrow night is the appointed day. "”
Robert said gloomily, " We definitely can't bear this responsibility. Anyway, it's a long way from here. The Prime Minister won't know the truth either. We can just make up stories. Besides, this isn't the first time we've done something like this.
