The two women entered without hesitation. The remaining two middle-aged men looked around warily before quickly following them into the warehouse.
Lu Zijia, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the warehouse door that was closed again and glanced at the man next to her tacitly.
In the warehouse.
A middle-aged man with a short beard was already waiting in the warehouse. Seeing that the four people who came in only brought two children, he said with a slightly displeased tone, "Why are there only two?"
The shorter middle-aged man immediately smiled apologetically when he heard that. "The news has been rampant recently, and we're also afraid that something will happen. If something happens to us, no one will be able to deliver any goods to you. Besides, the two of them aren't bad either. Look at these two children, Sir, they're both fair and tender. They're so pleasing."
