The busy group immediately put down the wooden crates when they heard that and gathered around. They rummaged through the bags with many hands, pulling out sizzling skewers of grilled meat, packaged braised chicken feet, braised edamame, and several cans of chilled beer.
When the beer cans were opened, they made a crisp "pop," and white foam spilled over the rims.
They wolfed down grilled meat and guzzled beer while chatting casually. The warehouse was soon filled with the sounds of chewing, laughter, and the crisp clinking of bottles, making the atmosphere especially lively.
"Brother Qiang, have you found a buyer for this batch yet?"
A man with a crew cut and a faint scar on his face bit into a skewer. Greasy sauce ran down the corner of his mouth, and he casually wiped it away before asking curiously.
Lu Zhiqiang leaned against the stacked wooden crates, took a sip of beer, belched contentedly, and said with a smug smile,
"The buyer hasn't been finalized yet, but I've already settled on three reliable candidates. They're all notorious hard cases in the underworld, so nothing should go wrong.
"I'll make the decision today, then contact them personally and negotiate the price."
Another man, wearing gloves and sporting callused knuckles, mumbled indistinctly through his food after hearing this.
"If that's the case, then judging by the timing, we should be able to get rid of this batch within a week.
"Once we get the money, I'll take my wife and kids to settle by the sea. I'm never touching this line of work again."
Among the crowd, a scar-faced man with a sinister gaze clearly had no intention of going straight.
He rose to his feet, stared at Lu Zhiqiang, and asked, "Brother Qiang, after we finish this deal, are we