Ming Group.
"What the hell is going on? How is Tang Xin safely appearing in Songhai City?"
"What happened to our plane?"
"Why the hell didn't that bastard get blown up or fall to his death, where did the plane go?"
Wan Changfa and others stared at Fu Tianyou, questioning in unison.
"Quiet, quiet, I'll call Tang Xin directly to ask about the situation."
Fu Tianyou frowned and immediately had his subordinate dial Tang Xin's number.
Wan Changfa and the others quieted down immediately, hoping to hear Tang Ming's voice to gauge the situation.
After a few beeps, the call connected, and Tang Ming's half-dead voice sounded:
"Hello, who's interrupting my sleep?"
"Group Leader Tang? Did you...land safely?"
Fu Tianyou tried to stay calm, gritting his teeth as he questioned.
"Director Fu?"
Tang Ming paused, then chuckled and said, "Thanks for your concern. I landed safely and am now catching up on sleep at the hotel."
"You..."
