The atmosphere in the study was somewhat tense.
Jiang Baobao, anxious to death, hastily asked, "What did they say on the phone? Do they have any other demands?"
Li Beijue didn't speak, snorted coldly, and stood up.
His tone icy, he interrogated, "They said I have to personally bring the money over, I'm really curious as to why they think they've kidnapped my son."
Jiang Baobao's heart skipped a beat, unsure of how to explain at that moment.
Li Beijue, however, had little patience and directly called for Uncle Zheng, who had been standing guard outside the door.
"Get the car ready, I need to go out."
Uncle Zheng quickly complied and turned to leave.
Li Beijue casually picked up his suit jacket and strode toward the door.
As he passed by Jiang Baobao, his steps halted abruptly, and he said indifferently, "Remember what you promised me, you'd better get yourself back abroad tomorrow!"
After saying that, he turned and left without looking back.
