"Why, there are objections?" Lin Che said in a cold voice.

"no," Tang Shi clenched his cell phone and raised his mouth. "Mr. Lin is at ease. I know what to do."

"that's good," Lin Che said nothing more and hung up the phone directly.

Tang poetry seems to have taken a moment's strength out of the blue. It takes a long time to rest on the wall, and then it comes back to life.

...

over an hour later.

Butong opened the door, got down from the RV, and looked at Song Chi and the two bodyguards doubtfully, "eh? What's wrong with you? One by one, why is your...