"Oh my, the pocket version of Zheng Chan is even cuter."
Jinzi teased.
"Forget it, being a macho man suits my vibe better. I'm off."
Liu Zheng took off like a scoundrel, leaving Jinzi and a mess behind.
When he drove to the Beijing Building, the delivery time had already passed by half an hour.
"This isn't good."
He frowned as he looked at the towering skyscraper.
This Beijing Building is at least three to four hundred meters high; in reality, it would count as a super-tall building.
Plus, with that eye-piercing all-glass façade, the building is imposing.
In Liu Zheng's experience, no matter how much hidden depth there is in Metropolis's buildings, outwardly, they still appear quite modest or old-fashioned.
And with such a flashy exterior, the inside of this Beijing Building surely won't be simple.
"Better ask around first."
Though there wasn't much delivery time left, sharpening the axe does not delay chopping firewood; effective intel could actually save more time.
