Li Yaohua listened to Qi Yun's plan and nodded slightly, "How many people do you have in London?"
Earlier, Qi Yun mentioned that the information was sent back by people below, so he instinctively thought Qi Yun had people in London.
Qi Yun smiled bitterly and made up an excuse, "I have just two people there, and they're both women, not suitable for this task."
Li Yaohua frowned, touched his chin, and replied, "The company has people over there, but for something like this which might involve shooting, it's not convenient for me to handle it privately."
"Why don't you call the boss? Let him help you arrange it."
Qi Yun could sense the concerns in his words, weighed it for a while, and finally shook his head slowly, "I'll send someone myself; you just help with the entry and weapon issues."
Fu Wentao's favor is too valuable, and he doesn't want to use it unless absolutely necessary.
