Puxin District, district government compound.
Ji Liyang walked out of the office building, his face extremely grim.
He quickly walked to his car, opened the door, got in, and then took out a rarely used phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, has that shipment left?"
A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, "It left yesterday afternoon. It's already at the warehouse at East London Dock."
Ji Liyang listened, holding the phone in a contemplative silence for a while, "Since it's gone, let it be. This shipment is very important, make sure to keep a close eye on it."
"Understood."
"Also, get someone from outside to come and do a job, quickly!" Ji Liyang's tone was icy. "Xiong Jun can't be kept. Get it done cleanly."
Before meeting with Brother Chen, he might have considered figuring out a way to manage Xiong Jun in the future, but once he confirmed his suspicions, he quickly dismissed the thought.
