Afternoon.
The shift ended.
Mr. Fang started bustling around, arranging shifts, noting important points, emphasizing key areas, discussing how North City should be managed...
In short, he made himself look very busy, so much so that he had no time to eat.
But Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying'er surprisingly hadn't left.
They kept waiting quietly.
Watching quietly.
Watching him pretend to be busy.
Moreover, the food and drinks were already ordered.
Finally, Mr. Fang had no choice. He couldn't drag it out any longer and accepted his fate.
"Let's go."
"Okay."
Fang Che was helpless, seeing Zhao Ying'er's persistent look, he knew this wasn't going to be easy.
But Fang Che wasn't worried at all.
Who is Ye Meng?
Though she seemed meek and mild and had no real personality or ulterior motives in front of him.
But what is she? A spy!
An undercover agent!
