The next morning at Platinum Palace Residence Entrance.
A black Mercedes Maybach appeared, with Cheng Feng and four bodyguards waiting outside the entrance.
The tallest bodyguard who looked honest and naive could not help but ask Cheng Feng, "Assistant Cheng, why does the boss want to go to America this time around? In fact, why is he going to such a chaotic place like Philadelphia for observation? Can't he delegate the task to someone else to go? Is that processing plant really so important?"
When he thought about the objective for the visit, something flashed in Cheng Feng eyes. Then, he shot the guy a look, "If you don't have a brain, then don't think about nonsense all day. Do you even have the capability to guess what the boss is thinking? Just follow the orders."
The big guy scratched his head and felt that what Cheng Feng said made sense, "Oh, understood, thank you, Assistant Cheng!"
