Yi Hong arrived at the designated location, but the person he was meeting hadn't arrived yet.
Yi Hong asked the waiter, "Do you have anything here that's good for waking me up?"
"Coffee."
"Give me something else."
"Then we only have tea."
"Alright, bring a pot of tea, make it strong."
"Sure thing."
During this time, the man also lit a cigarette but didn't smoke much.
In theory, everything had gone smoothly with the land acquisition this time, and he should be happy. However, Yi Hong couldn't shake the feeling of unease, as if the other party still had a trick up their sleeve.
This waiting and anticipation were not pleasant.
Suddenly, his phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.
"Who is this?"
"Good morning, Mr. Yi," a voice, altered with voice-changing software, resembling that of a young girl, spoke.
