Ling Qingyu's shock
Now that everyone had come to a term and no one had any objection, both parties were satisfied.
Yang Qingyue, who initially thought and prepared for Ling Qingyu's lion mouth, heaved a sigh in relief.
After seeing the modified vehicles and personally driving one, she was reluctant to part with it.
The improvement brought by the new police fleet was immeasurable. If Ling Qingyu's request exceeded her tolerance, she would have no choice.
But observing Ling Qingyu's demeanor, Yang Qingyue saw the cold businesswoman intended to deliver the police fleet package without too many demands, except for some small favor in return.
As for licensing the guard group to bear firearms, it didn't cost a sweat for her. Even Cai Ning could personally attend to it.
"Now a problem remains, should I call my officers to drive these vehicles to the station?" Yang Qingyue asked.