Inside the Mercedes, Brother Xiong hurriedly expressed that he knew he was wrong after the reprimand, then tentatively asked, "Who is she?"
"You don't need to find out who she is. Don't provoke her in the future." Mr. Ji's tone was solemn over the phone, without much explanation about Miss Lu's identity.
"I understand," Brother Xiong replied respectfully. He could hear the gravity in the other's words, evidently even Mr. Ji was wary of that woman.
"That's it. I hope to see results in the office tomorrow, don't cause any more big disturbances." Mr. Ji hung up after speaking.
Brother Xiong put down the phone and let out a long breath, then rolled down the car window and called out to the driver outside, "Call Xiaobo and ask where that Qi Yun is now!"
...
Elsewhere, inside a riverside mansion.
A middle-aged man in his forties stood holding a glass of red wine, staring at the night outside.
