"Who?"
Yuan Shang's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Duan Jia."
Duan Chongfeng took out his phone.
Yuan Shang nodded. "Answer it."
This was his office; he wouldn't even give untrusted people a chance to take a call in here.
Duan Chongfeng asked, "What's wrong?"
"Boss, just now... there... there was a delivery..." Duan Jia stuttered.
Duan Chongfeng was startled. "What delivery?"
Although Duan Jia was usually unreliable, he wouldn't call him over a simple delivery at a time like this. Something must be wrong!
"It's a person," Duan Jia said.
Duan Chongfeng's expression changed drastically.
***
「9:30 AM, Dapeng Trading Company.」
MMPH! MMPH! MMPH!
A person, trussed up like a rice dumpling, lay on the muddy ground. It was obvious they had fallen. Both Duan Chongfeng and Xu Ke, who were sitting on the sofa, looked on in shock.
"Who is he?" Yuan Shang asked them directly.
Their expressions made it obvious they recognized the "rice dumpling" on the ground.
