After agreeing on the matter with Boss Zhou, Ye Qing quickly returned to the hotel.
It was still Little Zhang who drove him back. Along the way, Little Zhang was so excited that he could be described as dancing with joy. After all, if this wooden stick were sold for tens of millions, his share would be hundreds of thousands, which was a astronomical amount. Therefore, Little Zhang was especially respectful towards Ye Qing, followed him upstairs, and tended to Ye Qing diligently. If Ye Qing hadn't plainly stated that he needed to rest, Little Zhang would have been reluctant to leave.
"Big brother, tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning, I'll come to pick you up first thing in the morning," Little Zhang said, waving to Ye Qing at the door: "It's settled, tomorrow morning, we'll go together. By the way, big brother, what do you like to eat? Should I bring you something?"
"No need," Ye Qing waved his hand and said directly, "I'm tired, I need to rest now."
