The cargo ship didn't take long. About two hours later, a waste port appeared in front of them.
The cargo ship sailed towards the shore.
Zhou Xiaocheng took Ye Fan's shoulder and said, "Brother Ye, thank you very much this time, you... can you leave me a phone number, if I..."
Ye Fan waved his hand at Zhou Xiaocheng and said, "I change my account often. Don't do that again. It's very dangerous. And... it seems that trouble is not over yet!"
As he said that, Ye Fan turned his face and looked at the shore. Then he sneered and said to Zhou Haoren, "There are people on the shore. Ask them to stop the cargo ship first. I'll go and have a look first."
Hearing this, Zhou Haoren was a little worried, but he still followed Ye Fan's instructions.
Ye Fan jumped on a small boat and walked towards the shore. When he was about to reach the shore, dozens of people suddenly rushed over. There was a man in the middle, wearing a suit and holding a cigar in his mouth, laughing shyly.