Nan Xun's expression became very serious.
"The leadership of the Ministry of Public Security coming over isn't a problem, but on your end, you must ensure life safety. I don't want to hear any bad news."
Cheng Yuan smiled confidently.
"My current cover identity is Pan Jian'an's assistant."
"Who's Pan Jian'an?"
"The boss of Little Orange Car, a very important partner of Gao Jianjia."
Nan Xun's expression relaxed a bit: "My cell phone is on 24 hours a day. If you encounter any danger, call me or send a message immediately."
"Okay, I'll head over first. If I take too long to come out, I'm worried Gao Jianjia might become suspicious."
"Okay."
As soon as Cheng Yuan left, Nan Xun called her uncle. The phone connected quickly, and Nan Shouzheng's gentle voice came through.
"Xun, why are you calling your uncle so early? Have you made up your mind? Do you want to come back to the Capital?"
"No, Uncle, I need your help with something..."
