Just as the engineers were wondering why Gong Jue didn't care about his contributions and wanted to work on something else, Gong Jue had already unbuttoned his shirt and changed into casual clothes.
The silent handheld device was dismantled into a pile of parts. He brought it with him.
Other than that, he had nothing on him. He knocked on the floor with his leather boots, pushed the door neatly open, and boarded the plane.
On the plane, Special Assistant Lu handed over the latest information. "Master Jue, after we mercifully retreated the people who made things difficult for the Chu Clan's pharmacy, the Chu Clan also stopped. They did not continue to lower the share price of the aviation high tech company and released a portion of the tinfoil that they had previously purchased. It was just enough for us to supply food to the engineers…"
