"How come it took so long?" Upon Wang Fugui's arrival, Zhao Hong showed a bit of dissatisfaction.
Wang Fugui replied helplessly, "I had to get everything ready for Jia Yu."
"What? Didn't he go out? What does he want now?"
"Didn't he tell you? He asked for the videos of those gangsters living it up at the bar, and also had me prepare luxury cars for them, insisting on taking videos and photos."
"Oh right." Wang Fugui continued, "I also hooked them up with some MCN company packaging."
Zhao Hong's eyes widened, "Packaging for the gangsters? Don't you know what kind of things they're involved in?"
"How would I know? Anyway, Jia Yu told me to do it, so I just followed his instructions. But the MCN company's packaging approach is all nouveau riche."
"Anyway, those thugs are not only cooperating but are also enjoying themselves endlessly. They seem incredibly happy, willing to do whatever they're told."
