Darkness fell as Song Yun and his team arrived at an abandoned port on the coast, a place that was thriving twenty years ago, with hundreds of cargo ships entering and exiting each day, bringing high economic value to the local area.
However, due to changes in the local economic zones, the port had gradually been forgotten.
Surrounded by overgrown weeds and precarious warehouses, Song Yun and the others found a spot shielded from the wind. If Hei Ge and Lao Ba were right, then tonight at ten would be the time for the handover!
"Damn it, we agreed that my job was to bring you here, and if everything went smoothly, we should have received the photolithography machine by last night. Now look, I've given up time with my wife to stand here in the wind late at night!"
