Looking at Nanrong Wanqing in front of him, Ling Chen suddenly flashed a smile and nodded: "I believe what you say. Rest assured, I will have someone send you back shortly." After speaking, he stood up and walked straight out of the private room.
Leaving the room, Beison, who had been guarding outside the door, immediately walked over and asked, "Mr. Ling, how did it go?"
"All sorted, send someone to escort her out later. Remember! Don't reveal our identities."
"Don't worry, we're professionals at this." Pausing, Beison couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ling, are you really sure they won't speak to the police about us?"
Ling Chen smiled slightly, nodding confidently: "I'm a hundred percent sure."
