Xu Ruoying brought Feng Lin to the foot of the mountain.
"Director Xu, here are the procedures, all already completed."
The delivery driver took out a transparent file bag.
"There's nothing more for you here, go back to your work."
Xu Ruoying opened the file bag and handed the keys to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin looked at the blue sports car, walked around it once, and nodded lightly, "Not bad, must have cost quite a bit?"
After all, it was purely imported, and it was air-freighted from overseas.
"No problem, after all, it's the money you had with me," said Xu Ruoying with a smile.
"Damn it? I was actually quite moved."
Feng Lin opened the car door, waved his hand, and said, "I'm off."
Rumble!
The powerful roar echoed right there.
The next moment, he left the place.
...
Rushing all the way to Lin City.
In the city's streets, Feng Lin was relatively low-key.
This isn't a highway; there are many people and many cars.
