Dusk, Moon Lake Villa area in Zhongjing, Mr. Jiuzheng's house.
Mr. Jiuzheng sat on the sofa, his face somewhat pale, with clenched fists resting on his thighs, and his eyes coldly staring at the person opposite him—Bai Xiaosheng.
Bai Xiaosheng looked at him with a smiling expression.
As soon as they disembarked from the plane, they rushed over here. At this moment, Mr. Jiuzheng probably hadn't had dinner yet.
Next to Bai Xiaosheng, the stenographer, the videographer, and an interrogative Affairs Assistant were all in place.
Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying observed from afar.
On the other side of the living room, Chen Changqing and Mu Beichen watched from a distance.
Pallor covered both of their faces.
"I didn't expect we'd meet again so soon," Bai Xiaosheng seemed quite emotional, smilingly said to Mr. Jiuzheng, "I told you I would start with you, and I kept my word! I'm reliable, right?"
Mr. Jiuzheng's face twitched, but he remained silent.
Just before Bai Xiaosheng had arrived,
