After stepping out, Lu Luo noticed that Qian Ming had arrived by car, driving a Grade C Feichi, an expensive model.
"Please get in, Mr. Lu Luo."
Qian Ming made an inviting gesture from the backseat, but Lu Luo first had Zhou Kai sit in the back, then pointed to the passenger seat himself.
"Mr. Qian Ming, may I sit here?"
"Oh, is this related to the investigation? This is usually where my fiancée sits."
"It is. I might need to take some photos."
Although somewhat reluctant, since Lu Luo said it was for the investigation, Qian Ming felt he couldn't refuse.
"Since it's for the investigation, alright then."
In fact, the Host just wants to take some photos to show off, like a client so satisfied with Circle Studio's service that they extravagantly gifted a Grade C Feichi. Put Circle Studio's name on it, then Photoshop a banner reading "Wasteland Hope," hire some internet trolls to hype it up, and there, it's a done deal!
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