Her eyes, fixed on the screen,
had a gleam!
...
Time rushed by quickly, soon it was Friday.
At 9:50 in the morning, Lin Baici and Qi Heng arrived at the Paris Spring Shopping Mall, bought two cups of juice, and sat on a bench outside the mall waiting.
This was the location sent by the broker after Qi Heng got in touch.
Lin Baici drank the juice, watching a small team shooting a short video, probably a Douyin short drama, those face-slapping dramas with beauties and CEOs.
Qi Heng's right foot was shaking nonstop, frequently looking around.
Would that broker stand us up?
If they couldn't find the person, Lin Baici would definitely fix him, right?
Gurgle!
Lin Baici's stomach suddenly growled.
Is there something taboo?
Lin Baici looked up, pretending to admire the beauties, and glanced around the plaza.
There were no suspicious figures,
but the hunger pangs came from the west.
