Ling Feng and Yu Linglong entered the private room; the time was five minutes to eleven.
After the two sat for a few minutes, the door sounded, and Dick walked in with a smile.
Meeting his gaze, Dick immediately said with a laugh, "Mr. Ling, I didn't expect you'd arrive earlier than me!"
"Just happened to be nearby, so I arrived a few minutes early," Ling Feng replied casually.
Dick nodded and sat down.
Seeing Ling Feng staring at him, Dick smiled, extended his hand, and flipped his palm, revealing a black box about the size of a personal stereo.
"Is this the signal interceptor you mentioned?"
Seeing this, Ling Feng was somewhat surprised, and his eyes widened.
"Yes, it's not full-spectrum, but it definitely meets Mr. Ling's requirements. Rest assured, it will intercept the key frequencies!" Dick said, placing the box on the table's turntable and spinning it toward Ling Feng.
With the item in front of him, Ling Feng picked it up for a closer look.
