"Haha, it's all thanks to Young Master Jiang's good teaching."
Jiang Cheng lowered his head to slurp a few mouthfuls of noodles before looking at Wang Sheng again.
"How is the investigation into Xia Li's matter going?"
Hearing this, Wang Sheng glanced at the rearview mirror and replied, "The target is also a very experienced mercenary. His last known trace was a year ago when he was a mercenary in the Middle East. There have been wars in the Middle East these past few years, but his trail went cold after that. We still don't know if he's dead or alive."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng shook his head helplessly.
This mission is a bit difficult to complete.
Soon, the car arrived at the development area.
Looking from a distance, the path ahead was covered in yellow soil.
Outside the car window, the wind whipped gravel against the glass, making a faint crackling sound.
Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a newly built property management building.
Stepping out of the car, a wave of heat mixed with dust and the smell of diesel hit him, making his nasal passages tighten.
The foundation pit to the east was only half-dug, with dark brown soil piled into irregular slopes along the edges.
Jiang Cheng noticed several modified sports cars parked at the entrance of the construction site.
A group of fashionably dressed young people were gathered there, smoking and laughing.
In the center, surrounded like a star among the moon and stars, was a young man with silver-dyed hair and an earring.
Before Jiang Cheng could even walk inside, he heard a commotion coming from within.
Taking a closer look, the person walking at the front was clearly Wang Congcong.
Today, he was wearing a leather jacket with a large LV logo.
In his hand, he held a cigarette that wasn't finished yet.
When he ran up to Jiang Cheng, Wang Congcong stubbed out the cigarette butt in a nearby iron bucket.
"You're finally here. I've been here for over an hour. Luckily, the tea here is better than the tea I had at your school principal's office last time; otherwise, I would've been bored to death."
After Wang Congcong finished speaking, the people standing behind him all wore fawning smiles.
Looking at the ID badges pinned to their chests, these people were clearly the construction site's managers, supervisors, and other staff members.
"Oh, isn't this Young Master Wang? How do you have the time to 'inspect' our construction site today?" He intentionally emphasized the word "inspect," drawing a burst of laughter from his companions.
Wang Congcong frowned, and just as he was about to speak, the Project Manager behind him immediately stepped forward.
"Young Master Wang, I'm so sorry, that's President Cheng's son, Cheng Xiaodong," the Project Manager whispered another reminder after saying this. "This Young Master Cheng only arrived after you went inside. He's a notorious playboy, and even President Cheng can't control him."
Hearing this, Wang Congcong gave Cheng Xiaodong a displeased side-eye.
Seeing his provocation fail, Cheng Xiaodong turned his gaze to Jiang Cheng: "Oh, and who is this? Dressed so casually, he must be Young Master Wang's newly hired driver, right?"
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Several Project Managers looked at each other, their faces filled with awkwardness.
Although they didn't know who Jiang Cheng was, even if he were just Wang Congcong's friend, this was still impolite.
Being mocked like this, Jiang Cheng wasn't angry; instead, he looked at this ignorant young man with interest.
"Young Master Cheng, you..." A Project Manager was about to speak when Cheng Xiaodong waved him off.
He shouted loudly towards them, "No matter who you are, you have to follow the rules once you enter our Cheng Family's territory. Do you know what project this is? This place is a ten-billion-yuan project of Tianlong Real Estate. Unrelated people had better..."
Before he could finish, another rolls-royce stopped behind Jiang Cheng's car.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to the car that had just stopped.
Looking at the license plate, the managers who had just been bowing and scraping around Wang Congcong were now like iron filings drawn to a magnet, scrambling toward the rear passenger door.
Just as the car came to a steady stop, the dust kicked up by the tires covered half the car body.
When the car door opened, An Xin's cold and elegant face appeared in everyone's sight.
Dressed in a sharp black business suit with a skirt, she stepped onto the sandy ground in stiletto sandals.
The Project Manager, his forehead dripping with sweat, rushed to the front.
He held a brand-new blue safety helmet in both hands.
As he held it, he used his sleeve to wipe non-existent dust off the brim of the helmet.
"President An, you've finally arrived! We've just laid down some gravel here, please watch your step."
As soon as he finished speaking, a supplier in a plaid shirt nearby quickly handed over a bottle of mineral water he was holding.
"President An, you must be tired from the journey. Would you like to rest in the prefab house first? We've prepared tea and fruit there."
Compared to An Xin, the scene of Jiang Cheng getting out of the car earlier seemed a bit too desolate.