As Xiaoyun drove out of Qingyuan's road and back onto the highway, he suddenly remembered something.
"Anna, why are you here in Qingyuan? Shouldn't you be at Foshan?"
"I was there yesterday. But then one of the workers I hired told me how there's a very advanced CNC machine in a storage room near Qingyuan."
"I see..."
With fewer and fewer potholes on the road, Anna could finally relax in the air conditioner as she let go of the passenger handle.
"Anyway, why are you here? How come you are coming from the north?" Anna questioned back.
"I was off to Changsha to make a deal."
"How well did it go?"
"Waste of time."
"That's a shame... What kind of deal is it?"
"Asking them to help us with transporting the refugees in a more orderly fashion... But all they want is to rob us in broad daylight."
Seeing the hint of anger on Xiaoyun's face, Anna was a little surprised.
"Really? They really try to rob us?"
