"You said... you're going on a business trip?"
Ah Qing sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at the little fox to ask.
Momo and Lingren, who were lying on the bed, also stuck their heads out like spiders peeking, silently poking out a head each, ears pricked high, gossiping about the little fox.
"The Security Bureau said there's something that needs to be escorted over to Qiongzhou, so they asked me to go lend a hand, so the cargo doesn't go missing halfway."
Ansheng spoke to Ah Qing, repeating what Wang Qiqi had just said over the phone.
Old Li's research over there was done, and now, the best launch window for the rocket was the day after tomorrow. If they missed this window, the next best launch period might not be until somewhere around the twenties at the end of the month.
"Then... what do I need to pack for you? Do I need to get your ID card, phone, and cash ready?"
Ah Qing asked, a bit dazed.
