Pain!
It hurts so much!
Looking at Ning An with a calm face, Han Xiuxian's eyes were dark and cold, like a venomous snake.
Ever since he became the director of the Han Group, he had never faced such an insult!
Just half an hour before Han Xiuxian arrived at Changchun Temple.
Kyoto.
Wang Maocai's phone rang, and he picked it up and spoke solemnly, "This is Wang Maocai."
A loud voice came from the other end of the line.
"Report to the leader, we have followed your instructions and completely surrounded the Gao Family Factory, ensuring that nothing living can escape!"
Wang Maocai was shocked, "Surrounding it?"
"Why are you surrounding the factory?"
"I asked you to protect the technicians in the factory, do you understand?"
The soldier on the other end was stunned for a moment, but then quickly affirmed, "Please rest assured, leader!"
Wang Maocai lightly spat and said, "Forget it, don't move yet, I'll be there shortly."
The soldier responded briskly, "Yes!"
