"Brother Wei, what do you think of these people?"
In the car, Qi Yun exhaled a ring of smoke, his gaze looking out the window.
Chen Wei's face rarely carried a hint of a smile, he replied, "Quite interesting."
"It is quite interesting," Qi Yun chuckled, retracting his gaze, "You continue to keep an eye on there for another couple of days, if there's no movement then come back."
"Mm," Chen Wei responded, pushed the door open, and got out of the car.
...
At two in the afternoon, a black business car entered the highway.
Driving was Liu Meng, with Qi Yun and Shi Feng sitting behind.
Shi Feng adjusted to a relatively comfortable sitting posture, turned his head to ask, "A good six-seven hundred kilometers, what exactly are you taking me to do?"
Qi Yun gave him a chuckle, "You weigh in at several hundred pounds, not even worth much, you'll know when we get there."
Shi Feng rolled his eyes, let out a dissatisfied hum.
