Back in the provincial city, all the mundane affairs followed.
Seeing that the next day was time to set off, Mr. Lin started going out frequently.
Zhang Guoqing accompanied him twice in one day. After all the social interactions, he already knew the answer in his heart.
Returning to the guesthouse, he picked up his son and found a place with Zhou Jiao.
"Jiao Jiao, I think from the situation, the old man should have discussed the matters about the Lin brothers with those old men. Now he's probably seeking where they can find opportunities."
Zhou Jiao chuckled, "This side may be settled, but what about the Northwest? Let him busy himself."
Zhang Guoqing looked around and whispered, "Aren't you curious about who he wants to meet tonight?"
"Who?"
"Uncle Madman! He asked me to call him."
Zhou Jiao furrowed her brows lightly, "Did you agree? Wouldn't Uncle Madman misunderstand?"
