"Okay."
He took out his phone from his pocket, opened the contacts, and dialed a number. After saying a few words to the person on the other end, he glanced at Brother Long, "Account."
Initially, he didn't get what he meant by this, but after a few seconds of confusion, he reported the account to him.
The account was relayed unchanged to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Hmm... Sorry to trouble you, around twenty minutes... Let's have a meal together next time."
After a brief chit-chat, he hung up, casually playing with the phone in his hand for a moment, then lifted his eyelids and spoke to Brother Long, "It should be about twenty minutes, let's wait!"
The group stood quietly in the corridor, waiting. During this time, Qin Yin glanced at the man beside her several times.
After looking too many times, she inevitably got caught. Their eyes met, and Mo Han gave her a slight smile, "Am I good-looking?"
Qin Yin: "..."
