The elevator quickly reached the first floor, and Lin Jiang quickened his pace to leave.
'What a pain in the ass.'
He had only taken a few steps when he received a message from Xu Lin.
Xu Lin: "It's the weekend. My mom misses the kid, so he's taking us over."
A message like that could be interpreted in different ways.
It seemed like meaningless fluff, but it carried a deeper meaning.
Lin Jiang: "Nice acting."
Xu Lin: "[I'll-kill-you.jpg]"
After arriving at the shop, Lin Jiang did the same as yesterday: he filled a large bucket with water, added the "Delicious Seasoning," and his task was complete.
But he couldn't leave just yet today. There were many things waiting for him to do.
BZZZT—
His phone buzzed. It was a message from Li Zhiyi.
Li Zhiyi: "Mr. Lin, the license plates are ready. You can come pick them up anytime."
Lin Jiang: "I'm a bit busy today. Can I pick them up tomorrow?"
