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Yue Gengyang did indeed overthink it, Feng Yi didn't feel that pressure at all.
After taking care of business at Ancestral Factory and providing some "materials," Feng Yi headed to the Seaside Hotel. Xiao Jia and the others followed suit.
Almost at the moment Feng Yi arrived, Wang Xuqin received the news.
Having finally found some free time, Wang Xuqin called for his assistant.
"Feng Yi has arrived? Are you sure it's him?"
"It's him." The assistant pulled up the surveillance footage from the underground parking lot.
Seeing the person who appeared in the surveillance video, a smile couldn't help but break out on Wang Xuqin's face.
It's good that he's here!
But soon, he noticed another detail in the surveillance footage and his voice was filled with a hint of confusion:
"What's he holding in his hand?"
In the parking lot's surveillance footage, Feng Yi was carrying a large box that looked like the kind used for a double-layer twelve-inch cake.