'Five minutes late?'
'That would be so rude.'
After all, Liu Xingyuan was an elder, not to mention his former boss.
While the company had ruthlessly exploited its employees, there was no denying that Lin Qi had learned everything he knew about Prosthetic Engineering and Pharmacy there.
'Such were the blessings of the company!'
Instead of being late, Lin Qi planned to arrive five minutes early.
Not arriving late, or even right on the dot—this was the utmost sincerity and respect Lin Qi could show.
However, Lin Qi suddenly remembered something.
'My flying vehicle seems to have been wrecked...'
Lin Qi felt a pang of heartache. Even though that luxury flying vehicle, the Mische-U107-Ultra, was a knockoff, it had still cost him over a million Credit Points.
'The main goal might have been to launder dirty Credit Points, but the expenditure was real.'
'I only drove it a few times. I hadn't even gotten the hang of it yet.'
