122 Missionary

After hearing Ferlin's question, Jiang Baimian gave a simple introduction. "A four-seater jeep. Gray-green."

Ferlin thought for a moment and said, "It's already dark. I'll bring someone over tomorrow to take a look and come up with a plan. Also, let's discuss how you want to enter Weed City and what kind of service you need us to provide. When the time comes, we'll settle the tab. I hope you have enough canned food."

Jiang Baimian could tell that Ferlin didn't want to talk business now, so she gave up on the idea of further discussion. She smiled and patted Shang Jianyao's shoulder. "If it's not enough, we'll use him as payment!"

Ferlin laughed involuntarily. "It's not impossible. I was just wondering how to make my brother stay willingly."

Long Yuehong was speechless, wondering if this 'progress' was too fast. Not only had Shang Jianyao gone from 'stranger' to 'friend' in just a few minutes, but he had actually evolved into a 'brother!'