"Councilman Chen, sorry for unsettling you."
"Are you alright?"
Half an hour later, the blue and white Security Bureau flying car landed on the ground, with several Security Officers arriving at the factory site.
The dark clouds and rain vanished, leaving only droplets trickling from the eaves, pooling on the pockmarked ground.
Yellow caution lines were stretched across the area, isolating the damaged site. Leading them, Xiang Jianjun approached with a respectful and apologetic demeanor.
This incident was originally caused by him, yet in the end, others were here to apologize to him.
Chen Feng shook his head in silence, knowing that aside from Xiang Jianjun's gratitude for looking after him, it also had to do with his privileged councilman status.
"I am fine, just that the factory was caught in the crossfire..."
"Apologies."
Turning to the factory manager beside him, Chen Feng took the initiative to speak.
