"Hey, come back!"
Dongfang Sansan shouted.
Whoosh!
Xue Fuxiao came back, a bit confused and anxious: "What's the matter? I can't delay this task. The consequences are too serious."
"No big deal, I remembered something from the intel a few days ago. Since you're going southeast, handle it on the way."
Dongfang Sansan looked indifferent and said, "Fang Che and Ye Meng got married. Since it's on your way, take them a wedding gift."
"That's a small matter, just on the way."
"Hmm, just these things. Give them all to Fang Che, and then tell him how to use them and the precautions, got it?"
"I damn know more than you!"
"Make sure you don't focus so much on delivering the gifts that you forget to scout for Duan Xiyang!"
"Don't worry, the gift delivery is on the way, the scouting is the big deal. Am I someone who doesn't understand priorities?"
Xue Fuxiao was displeased.
Can't believe Sansan doesn't trust me!
"Go on!"
Whoosh!
Xue Fuxiao disappeared.
