"No... no, then I'll go back and think of a way to catch the person as soon as possible." Yen Zhengfei had no choice now but could only reluctantly agree.
"Go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news." Sun Haoyi finally nodded in satisfaction, ignoring the dead-mother expression on Yen Zhengfei's face, and continued to enjoy his steak and red wine.
When he left the restaurant, Yen Zhengfei's mind was blank. He had no idea where to start. With no other options, he could only instruct his bodyguards to inquire about Tao Keke's situation and then consider a specific plan of action.
That evening at a hotel near the club, Wui Qian opened a luxurious private room to treat Chu Nan and Tao Keke to a big meal, as a formal expression of gratitude for their help.