Xing Rong turned around and looked at the man in a suit who came out of the bedroom behind him, his face filled with vigilance.
"Who are you?"
The man in the suit smiled at Xing Rong and then walked to Shou Hou's side and sat down.
"Mr. Xing Rong, sorry to disturb you."
"If you're not satisfied with the conditions he mentioned just now, you can raise any requests."
"Our subsequent actions will not have any negative impact, let alone implicate you.
"I just need you to give me the address. How about that?"
Looking at the very polite man in a suit opposite him, Xing Rong said helplessly,
"I really don't know."
"I've indeed seen the person you're talking about, but he's already moved."
Moreover, even if he really knew, it was impossible for him to say it.
They were willing to spend so much money, but they were so secretive. It was definitely not something good.
Moreover, Xing Rong did not believe them at all.