The man looked at the big bosses seated across the mahjong table with a confused look. "Brother Ling, are we accepting the mission or not?"
Yun Ling waved his hand with a spiteful look. "No, no."
"Okay." The man bowed slightly. "I shall take my leave, Brother Ling."
Yun Ling tapped a mahjong tile on the table repeatedly and did not speak.
"Hold on," Yun Ling suddenly said as the man passed him.
The man turned around. Lin Shuang and the others turned to him subconsciously. They wondered what he was going to do.
Yun Ling picked up his phone and gave Gu Mang a call. His voice was low. "I think I should ask the big boss first."
The others looked at him in silence as they waited for the outcome.
…
The moment Gu Mang's phone vibrated, she widened her eyes. Lu Chengzhou, who had just put his tablet onto the bedside table, heard the sound and turned around. He made eye contact with Gu Mang's cold, black, and distant eyes.
