"Old Wei, could you help me deliver car supplies here with your little truck every month? I'll reimburse you for whatever it costs."
In the car, Qi Yun turned to Wei Yong and said.
Wei Yong was slightly taken aback and asked suspiciously, "Why suddenly deliver supplies? What's going on?"
Qi Yun looked out the window and sighed, "Nothing, just owe someone a bit of a favor."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yong didn't ask further, simply nodded and agreed readily, "Sure, this little task, leave it to me, no problem."
Not long after, the truck slowly stopped in front of a recycling station.
The old furniture in the truck ended up selling for just three hundred bucks, which wasn't even enough to cover the driver's fee.
After the job was done, Qi Yun declined Wei Yong's invitation, picked up his daughter, and went back home.
On the way, he made a point to buy a safe from a place that sold office supplies, and upon reaching home, immediately locked the two Angong Bezoars in it.
