Qi Yun couldn't bear to wait any longer, so he spent 300 yuan to hire a mediator, and everything was settled in less than half an hour.
As darkness fell, he finally parked the BMW 5 Series in the lot behind the building. As for the Volkswagen Golf, it had already been driven back by a chauffeur.
After parking the car, Qi Yun opened the trunk to look for the gas card mentioned in the intelligence.
There wasn't much clutter in the trunk, and it was mostly empty at first glance. Lifting the cover to reveal the spare tire below, he rummaged around and finally found a plastic bag inside.
Inside were exactly the hundred gas cards, each valued at 1,000 yuan.
Qi Yun closed the trunk, placed the plastic bag on the passenger seat, locked the car, and headed home.
Inside, Zhao Qing had already prepared dinner, presenting herself as the epitome of a virtuous wife and caring mother.
