Leng Zirui was a person whose courage, mind, and skills were enough to win anyone's admiration.
"No problem, but you should be prepared. I have a big appetite," Leng Zirui joked with a smile.
"At worst, I won't take my year-end bonus," Qiao laughed, "So, is there anything else I need to be briefed about? Don't mind me, it's just our standard procedure."
Anything could happen.
At such a critical moment, anything was possible.
Nobody wanted accidents, but in their line of work, wasn't it like walking with your head tied to your waist?!
"There's nothing else." Leng Zirui gently opened the bathroom door slightly wider, glancing at Xu Xia, who was still diligently keeping watch outside, "My only request is that if anything happens to me, you must do everything in your power to safely get Xu Xia back to Beijing."
"Xu Xia?" Qiao clumsily repeated the Chinese name.
