$10 million US dollars…
It was indeed a big deal.
Until lunchtime, Jiang Feng had not seen Song Heping come out of his room.
For the entire morning, he'd locked himself in.
Finally, when Jiang Feng brought lunch to his room and pushed the door open, he saw Song Heping sitting in the chair, staring at the map on the wall, with his laptop open on the table, also displaying a map.
"Old squad leader, it's time for lunch."
After being called twice, Song Heping came back to his senses.
"Oh…"
Seeing that it was Jiang Feng, Song Heping then turned around to take the lunch handed to him and started devouring it after placing it on the table.
Jiang Feng looked at the various symbols on the map and asked curiously, "Old squad leader, are you planning an attack?"
