Ambition

"Be careful, brother!" At this time, Xuzhou walked towards a Porsche, leaned against it and lit a cigarette.

"How is it?" the man in the car asked, but he didn't show up, just chatted through the glass.

"Very well. Everything is under your control." Xuzhou replied very respectfully, his eyes still not looking towards the carriage. From start to finish, his back was still facing the carriage.

"That's good. You can continue to complete the mission." There was not a trace of warmth in the man's voice. Instead, there was dignity and an commanding tone in his voice.

"Yes, but I need some money now." After Xuzhou finished speaking, he took in a breath of smoke, and white fumes scattered from his nostrils.

"Someone will call your card later. We won't be meeting again in the near future. I'll let you know if anything happens." After saying that, the person in the car started the car and prepared to leave.