"I'll send a text to my third brother to see if he's arrived yet," Ji Feifan suddenly said, grabbing his phone to quickly send a message.
"Right, ask them, see if the others have arrived yet," the bald man immediately poured himself a drink to conceal the look in his eyes.
After sending the text, Ji Feifan said to Lin Zhi, "Lin Zhi, why don't you just cooperate with me? I'll have my assistant bring the money over right now."
As soon as he finished, he dialed a number, "Have you brought the money? Oh, you'll be here soon? Then hurry up!"
Sure enough, less than a minute later, a man looking like an assistant came over with a large silver case.
"Here's the cash you asked for," he respectfully placed the case in front of Ji Feifan.
Ji Feifan nodded, dismissing him casually, "Alright, you can go."
"Okay, then I'll head back to the company," the assistant said, indicating he wouldn't stay, and that Ji Feifan wouldn't have any other help.