Yue Feng quickly got busy after initially making a plan.
Preparing something was far from as simple as it looked on the surface; first and foremost, it was necessary to straighten out each link in the chain.
Yue Feng hung up the phone and, no longer feeling sleepy, took out some paper and a pen to start jotting down his ideas, carefully considering each aspect he thought of.
To achieve his goal, the primary prerequisite was to communicate with the owner of the reservoir and get permission. So Yue Feng took out his mobile phone and dialed Ma Boqiang.
Qiangzi was a typical night owl, and this was the time he usually went out. The phone rang three times before it was picked up.
The background noise on the other end was a bit loud, as if he was in a KTV or a similar entertainment venue.
"Hey! Feng, what's up? Why are you looking for me so late at night?" Qiangzi asked with a bit of a slur in his speech.