Upon reaching the front room, Lin Huaqiang didn't stop, but headed straight for the door.
"Lin Xue will be working here for a while, and I'm counting on you to take good care of her during this time!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I'll definitely take good care of her!" Ling Feng hurriedly said.
Lin Huaqiang gave him a glance, "Mm, when you have time, come to my place in the Demon Capital. Also, from now on, call me Uncle Lin!"
After finishing his words, he turned around, walked out the door, and got into his car.
Ling Feng wore a puzzled expression, completely lost, so he turned to Lin Hu for help with a look of appeal.
Instead, the guy chuckled and said, "Think about it, ponder it well."
Having said that, he quickly got into the car and then sped away with a roar of the engine.
"What's the situation?"
Ling Feng stood at the doorway, his face full of confusion. The arrival had been sudden, and so was the departure. What did Lin Huaqiang's words just now mean?
