If anything happens, the military police will arrive soon.

The same is true today.

Two bodyguards, a chartered rickshaw.

He has a weakness: motion sickness, and he gets very dizzy.

So he never takes a ride unless absolutely necessary.

Sometimes, he would rather ride a bicycle when performing tasks.

…

Wontons are so delicious.

After Meng Shaoyuan finished a bowl, he was still unsatisfied:

"Boss, have another bowl."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

"You really don't get tired of it."

Li Zhifeng put down the empty bowl, wiped his mouth, and listened:

"coming."

The sound of rapid and chaotic footsteps gradually came.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled.

A rickshaw appeared.

Behind him were two bodyguards.

Meng Shaoyuan looked up.

Shanghai at night is so beautiful!

The rickshaw is approaching.
Chapter completed!