Song Baijia got out of the taxi, looking apprehensive as he said, "Boss, were you looking for me?"
Chu Ge found it amusing and thought Song Baijia's acting was pretty convincing, and he called him "Boss" quite naturally. However, knowing his usual style, this expression and tone could be considered a natural performance.
"Yes, I have something to discuss with you. Just stand there, don't come any closer."
Chu Ge nodded, and Song Baijia immediately stood in place, about three or four meters away from him and the two South Koreans.
"Here are a few bottles of water, each with something added. Try to distinguish what has been added to each bottle."
Chu Ge gave a faint smile and glanced at Che Taihe, "You can mix up the positions of these bottles of water, and then go ahead and ask him. By the way, he doesn't understand your language, so you can use hand gestures to communicate, making it easier."
