"No problem, no problem."
Lu Feng waved his hand nonchalantly and threw down the bag, "Where's Ji Jue?"
"He's waiting for you over there, told you not to rush, you'll catch up." Yan Jian pointed the direction and waved his hand, "Say hi to the old lady for me."
"Oh come on, it's just a birthday, nothing major."
Lu Feng laughed, seeming indifferent, yet his steps quickened gradually.
Homeward bound like an arrow.
The newly repaired gigantic office building didn't resemble the usual cubicles of a company, with few people working inside, and no well-dressed office ladies. Rarely, those handling clerical work mostly came from Cliff City, while the largest area was occupied by accounting and finance departments.
The iron bars felt like a prison, isolating inside from outside. The finance person at the window looked up and saw the two bags thrown by Lu Feng, "First payment for the settlement at Bald Mountain in the north."
