After saying this, Jiang Ce gave a brief fist salute. "I have other matters to attend to, excuse me," he said, and then hurried away.
"Ah, my benefactor." The old man wanted to say more, but Jiang Ce had already gotten into his car, stepped on the gas, and vanished.
The business card was still in the old man's hand. He scratched his head in helplessness. Isn't my benefactor in too much of a hurry?
No, a debt of gratitude must be repaid. I have to thank him properly! Hmm, first, I need to figure out who he is…
「East Sea City Airport.」
The arrivals exit was bustling with people. Among the crowd, a vibrant, youthful girl in a pleated skirt emerged, pushing a luggage cart.
She glanced at her watch and muttered to herself, I can't believe the plane actually arrived a few minutes early. How rare.
This was Wang Xinyao's cousin, Chen Yuxue.
