Outside the First Research Institute.
A black Land Rover SUV was quietly parked on the side of the road.
The man in the driver's seat rolled down the window and rested his arm outside. He sat lazily and elegantly as if he was waiting for someone.
"Master Wang." In less than five minutes, a foolish young man ran back in small steps. He opened the car door, rubbed his hands, and got inside. "I handed that letter to that person according to your instructions."
Ye Wangchuan looked at him through the rearview mirror and replied lazily, "Mm."
"Master Wang, you know that person?"
Gu San had not returned for more than a month. Before he returned, Ye Wangchuan asked him to ask Master Cheng for a recommendation letter.
He had just gotten off the plane when Ye Wangchuan asked him to deliver the letter to the First Research Institute.
