"Boss, guess what we found!"
Chen Bingjiang was listlessly waiting in the car when suddenly an excited shout came from the walkie-talkie in front of him.
The voice was urgent and shrill, belonging to one of his staunch subordinates.
Zhao Xiaolong.
He immediately leaned forward.
"Cut the crap!"
"What did you find, hurry up and tell me!"
Chen Bingjiang now had no patience for playing guessing games with him.
Without waiting for a reply, he urged again:
"If this goes well, that woman is all yours!"
"Come on, out with it!"
At that moment, Zhao Xiaolong was also sitting in a car.
The sedan was parked right across from the villa construction site.
Dozens of people were bustling on the site.
Identical yellow hard hats.
From this side, nearly the entire side of the villa area was in view, without any obstruction except for a row of unknown small trees on the periphery.
