At three o'clock in the afternoon, bursts of hearty laughter echoed from the new mansion of the Ling Family: "Hahaha! Hahahahaha..."
Looking at the two neatly placed agreements in front of him, Mr. Ling laughed with extreme pride: "Lu Zhanbei, oh Lu Zhanbei, you really are ruthless..."
Hearing this, the man sitting on the sofa opposite Mr. Ling took a heavy puff of his cigarette and then spoke: "All the information is ready, shouldn't you keep your promise?"
"Haven't I kept my promise? Isn't your wife doing just fine now?"
"She is fine now, but that might not be the case later..." As the words fell, Lu Zhanbei's cigarette-holding fingers moved forward a step, flicking ashes onto the coffee table: "Next time you arrange for people, remember to remind them not to all drive the same car."
Mr. Ling's smile froze, but the stunned expression only lasted a moment before he laughed again: "Having people follow was just in case, but now I can also have them pulled back..."
"Not enough!"
