More than ten cars followed Lin Fan's Land Rover, driving into the county town.
Lin Fan parked at the entrance of the tea house, looking at the Maybach next to him, which was Zhao Chuanchun's car.
Several burly bodyguards stood at the door, but he swaggered into the shop. Zhao Chuanchun was sitting at the central tea table sipping tea, while Zhu Zhixuan, Bai Xue, and Da Xiaoshuang were standing behind the counter, nervously watching the dozen or so strong men in the room.
"County Magistrate Zhao, so elegant to be drinking tea late at night."
Lin Fan walked to Zhao Chuanchun, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
"I said before, I would definitely come to support. I had nothing to do today, so I came to have a look. But County Magistrate Lin, you seem quite interested, running to that village in the middle of the night, I wonder for what reason?"
Zhao Chuanchun put down the teacup, smiling lightly, staring into Lin Fan's eyes.
