380 Ye Wanlan's terror, meeting of three people on site [2 more updates]

At that time, it wouldn't just be the company's naming rights that they would lose; it would be their lives.

As long as the top management of Pulling the Sky were trapped, or even dead, the entire company would become as loose as sand.

Such things had become commonplace in business warfare.

"Get lost!" Jiang Xulin pressed the phone off with one hand, the other gripping the steering wheel, his expression chilling, "Give me the car, you can't drive in this situation."

At that moment, he had stopped touching embroidery needles because of his parents' fatal car accident and had taken up racing to vent, inadvertently paving a new path for himself.

If it hadn't been for Ye Wanlan finding him and curing his hand, he might have continued to make a living from racing.

"I know, but not now," Fang Qingli clenched her hands as well, "We have to break out of here first. Don't worry, although my driving isn't as good as yours, Sister Lan did teach me after all."