A group of burly men swarmed in, just as the sound of a car horn was heard from not too far away.
It turned out that last night, Lu Xun had already traced their direction through GPS.
And had turned this way today.
Cheng Yanqing knew that Shen Lan was frightened and didn't want to stay here any longer. Upon seeing Lu Xun, he directly took Shen Lan's hand and got on the RV.
"You handle the rest. Don't skimp on the pay we promised, but don't hesitate to deal with whoever needs to be dealt with."
His voice was cold and stern.
Upon witnessing this, Old Seven Song and his gang shriveled like frosted eggplants, daring not to utter another word.
By the time the two returned to the city, it was already past ten in the morning.
"I'm really sorry, I've made you late for work today."
"Are you still going to work? I could help you ask for leave."
"No need, just that I don't have my bag or phone, and I don't even know where I am. Please drop me off at my office."
