Lu Chengwen's car pulled up somewhere.
Jiang Shihan was already waiting there with a group of people.
The car screeched to a stop. Lu Chengwen shoved open the door and jumped out, while Er Long and the others bowed together. "Hello, CEO Lu!"
"Load it up, load it up, load it up! Hurry, hurry!"
Lu Chengwen shouted as he directed them, "Quit fucking bowing! It's not like I'm dead."
Jiang Shihan nodded frantically. "Hurry, hurry!"
Er Long said, "Move it! Load CEO Lu's stuff!"
The trunk opened, and several packed boxes and prepared hiking bags were loaded inside.
Jiang Shihan quickly reported:
"Most of the ingredients you like have been bought. There are two fifty-kilogram barrels of White Liquor, all sealed up; two boxes of charcoal too. Some sliced beef and lamb have been vacuum-sealed and kept warm, but they should be eaten as soon as possible. Lu Chengwu called and asked me to arrange for the plane to fly him to Tianzhu. He also asked us to repaint the plane and rename it Cheng Wu, and to transport fresh ingredients for him, with a round trip every three days..."
"Huh!?"
Lu Chengwen stared at Jiang Shihan. "What the fuck is Cheng Wu? That's my plane! And what does he need ingredients delivered for!?"
"I don't know. He wants a lot of them, all high-end stuff. And if the plane is flying back and forth regularly, the funding..."
Lu Chengwen said, "Is he planning to flip high-end ingredients and fleece Tianzhu's rich people!?"
"I don't know. But he said he spoke with you. He said that from your tone, you were so busy you couldn't spare attention for anything, so you'd definitely agree. I..."
Lu Chengwen nodded. "Paint it for him, let him use it, deliver it for him. Have