When Kelly's call came through, Xiao Jinlang was leaning back in his worn-out office chair, massaging his temples with a throbbing headache.
As a lower-level director, he had moderate authority. Usually, he just collected some intelligence and wrote reports. When it came to making decisions, it wasn't up to him.
This $400 million procurement project wasn't legitimate anyway; the customs wouldn't pass it. What could a minor director do?
He could only try to appease them.
But Kelly didn't intend to waste words, and directly dropped a bombshell: "There are ten heavy trucks in transit, but they're not just carrying cabinets."
Xiao Jinlang sensed trouble, and immediately asked, "What else besides cabinets?"
Kelly's voice slowed down significantly, "Transporting the cabinets wasn't Victor's main idea; what he really values is 'Apocalypse Creatures'.
