The three o'clock afternoon sun lazily spills over the winding Jingkun Expressway.
Jiang Tao and Old Jia are already on their way back to their hometown, Ping County.
Though the intelligence mentioned that the meteorite worth 12 million had been there for who knows how many years.
And it wouldn't be discovered anytime soon.
It's best to pocket such a valuable item as soon as possible.
In the morning, he informed his parents and Xu Li, and mentioned it to Yuan Mengqi on the way to the lottery shop.
This time Jiang Tao went alone, aiming for swiftness and decisiveness.
Today is a workday, and it's still early, so the outbound traffic isn't dense.
The Mercedes G-Class races along the expressway, like a ferocious shark, sprinting joyfully.
Inside the car, it's quiet, only the air conditioning system emits a faint breeze.
Jiang Tao leans back on the seat, resting with his eyes closed, replaying the conversation at Wofosi with Xiang Huabin's family in his mind.
