"I hope he won't be foolish enough to make things troublesome," Qian Cangyi sat in the Central Square after he stepped out of the cafe, "But what can I do? I don't even know if I can survive the next part of 'Hell's Movie. How can I feel secure without planning for what's to be left behind?"
At this moment, the phone in Qian Cangyi's pocket rang.
"Hello, Qian Cangyi, where are you?" Ah-Biao's voice came through the phone.
"What's up?" Qian Cangyi stood up and headed towards a nearby convenience store.
"What on earth are you up to?" Ah-Biao yelled into the phone," I don't know what happened to you these past few days, but I absolutely can't agree to what you proposed. So, spare yourself the worry, if you apologize to me, I can act like nothing happened and everything will be like before, and we can continue to make money together."
