At this moment, Cao Dabiao was at the living room entrance, keeping watch while chatting idly with Ding Xiaoliu and Zhu Huoyan.
Since there were several other teams of scouts on guard outside the villa, the three of them weren't very vigilant.
Leaning against the wall, Ding Xiaoliu peeked through the crack of the door at the scene inside the living room and then naively asked, "Brother Biao, I just overheard something about today possibly being the boss's birthday."
"Shouldn't we also prepare a gift for him?"
Hearing Ding Xiaoliu's words, Cao Dabiao slapped the back of his head and said in a low voice, "Are you an idiot!"
"The boss could be celebrating his birthday any of the 365 days in a year, just not today!"
"When he says it's his birthday, it's clearly a ruse to fleece that Qin Wuyi!"
"Without finding a pretext, wouldn't that be too embarrassing for him?"