After talking about his conditions and listening to the options given by the mechanical voice, Song Zehan made a choice without hesitation.

But the mechanical voice over there was surprised.

"You're ...... Don't think about it anymore? ”

"No, when?"

"Well, well, since you insist on doing so, and have made enough conditions to arouse our interest, then we will also send a copy of our sincerity. When do you want to do it? This time, it's up to you. ”

Song Zehan replied without hesitation: "Three days later, in country B, I will inform you of the specific time." ”

"Absolutely, it's a pleasure to work with."

The corners of Song Zehan's lips tightened, he didn't answer, he didn't smash the mirror, he turned around and left without hesitation.

But as soon as he left on his front feet, all the mirrors in the room became transparent.

Behind the mirror he had just stared at, two men in fancy clothes appeared, one bright red and the other green.

The two of them sat facing each other with a leisurely face, drinking tea, looking very careless.

Dahong: "I thought he could hold on for another half a year before contacting us." ”

Da Lu took a sip of tea and nodded approvingly, "That's it, it seems that the endurance of the ancient people in this regard is like this." ”

Dahong: "I can't say that, this matter seems to end because he can't stand it and can't speak in person, but in order to change the status quo, he has paid more, and what awaits him is something that needs more patience to fill in." ”

Da Lu "tsk" and shook his head: "It is really strange that the ancients could do this for a woman. ”

"It's good to be weird, the more strange he is, the more things we can gain, and it also shows that we didn't choose the wrong person in the first place." Da Hong raised his eyebrows disapprenously, "Okay, don't be verbose, you go and prepare things, the cost this time is not low." ”

……

Song Zehan returned to the car, lowered the window, took out a cigarette, brought it to his lips, and lit it.

Only then did I realize that it was dark outside.

Last time, he thought there was something wrong with the passage of time, but this time, it was true.

But it is precisely because of this peculiarity that he can have more confidence in those inside.

Three days to go.

Busy three days.

A cigarette burned out, Song Zehan took out his mobile phone and turned it on again.

As soon as the signal jumped back to the screen, his hands were numb from the repeated vibrations of his mobile phone.

Ruan Shiyan called him hundreds of times that day.

And WeChat ......

Ruan Shiyan: [Song Zehan, where did you go? 】

Ruan Shiyan: [Why is the mobile phone turned off? What the hell are you doing? 】

Ruan Shiyan: [Song Zehan, you...... If you take care of me, you just need to reply to 1, and I won't ask you what you did. 】

Ruan Shiyan: [Song, Ze, Han, warn you, if you ignore me, I will remarry! ] I don't marry someone else, I will marry Ah Feng, let you experience for yourself what it means to be inferior to a dog! 】

Ruan Shiyan: [Woo woo...... Isn't it okay if I don't remarry? You're talking back. 】

Looking at the messages in WeChat that killed him and regretted it not long after, Song Zehan could already feel Ruan Shiyan's entanglement.

He said don't read it, but she doesn't know how much she thinks about it.

I wouldn't have said it if I had known.

What a silly girl for him.

Song Zehan clicked on the input box and was about to reply to something, but his fingers hung again, and he turned out of WeChat and dialed Fu Disheng's phone.

"How's the document you got last time?"

"Got it, I'll pick it up myself."