If it was just an ordinary bag, Chen Fang wouldn't care.
The reason he's so cautious, not storing the bag on the luggage rack or checking it in, but instead carrying it personally, is because it contains his appointment documents and the national letter to be submitted to President Wanggan. If it gets lost, the consequences would be unimaginable.
A buzzing sound.
His mind instantly cleared.
Looking around.
Most people had already fallen asleep.
So, he suddenly stood up.
Fuming with anger, he arrived at the restroom door.
"Give me the bag!"
Chen Fang shouted in a low voice.
Wang Jiaxing clutched the leather bag behind him, an arrogant look on his face, pointed a finger at Chen Fang's face and said, "Bro, you're looking for trouble, right? Intentionally making things difficult for me, right?"
"Your words are a bit puzzling, when did I make things difficult for you?"
