"If you don't want it, forget it."
Zijun reached out to take the card back, but Su Sheng quickly dodged and hurried into the car.
"Iceberg, if you have a need, just say it. I'm obliged to contribute my dues; no need for a bribe with a card next time."
"You bastard!"
Zijun was infuriated again; if anything had been nearby, she would have grabbed it and thrown it at him.
However, Su Sheng had already driven off in the Rolls-Royce, disappearing into the distance at the end of the road, but after turning the corner, his smile gradually faded. Why hadn't Shu Jie returned his call?
"Beep beep!"
He dialed her number again. However, this time it wasn't just a hang-up; it was unanswered. What was going on?
Su Sheng frowned, contemplating calling his own team over, but that seemed against the rules. Plus, if he got into a habit of it, it would be no different from his time with Xingtian.
