Even though a night had passed, Zheng Tian's mood had not relaxed.
Ever since yesterday when Ren Zhong went to meet Yang Bingzhong and then took a call from Lin Wang, the premonition of losing a golden opportunity had lingered in her heart.
At this moment, Ren Zhong was sitting in the back seat of the Thunderbolt Car with his eyes closed, resting.
Wen Lei, Ou Youning, and Bai Feng were in the cargo truck at the back.
Under normal circumstances, everyone actually only needed to take one car, but early this morning before departure, Mr. Ren, for some unknown reason, requested that both cars be taken.
Plagued by indecision, Zheng Tian wanted to ask several times but always hesitated to speak.
Since Ren Zhong did not speak up, she dared not ask.
Zheng Tian secretly glanced at Chen Hanyu beside her.
Chen Hanyu, as always, was calm, still looking down at her tablet.
Really envious of Hanyu's carefree and worry-free attitude.
