The boy's eyes suddenly became very bright. He immediately reached out and took the business card, looking at Jiao Yang, but was too excited to speak, "You... aren't, you really are..."
"Unfortunately, I have some things to deal with recently, otherwise I could personally take you there." Jiao Yang raised his hand to pat the boy's shoulder, "Good luck."
"Thank you... Thank you, sir!" The boy said gratefully.
Who would have thought that he might one day meet the discoverer of the band he idolizes most? It was beyond his imagination.
Jiao Yang had no time to talk more with him, smiled, and then left with Donnie.
They arrived at Donnie's small place, and sitting on the messy couch, Jiao Yang immediately revealed his intentions.
"I need a fake passport and identity information, of course, it must be realistic enough to handle customs checks."
Donnie looked at his expression, "What's really going on?"
