Gazi had been considering it, but after hearing the woman speak, he bristled again—he hated official-speak more than anything.
"Does it matter whether it's your personal business? I already said we don't provide that kind of service."
"Enough, Xiao Qin." The man tugged at the woman, then coughed lightly. "Mr. Lu, as far as we know, Master Feng of your estate has always been very patriotic. Unfortunately, we aren't sure whether he's here. Otherwise, we would have come to request an audience with him."
In fact, Feng Jun's difficult nature had long become common knowledge throughout their system. Unless he had no alternative, he would never seek out Feng Jun first—once negotiations broke down, there would be no chance to salvage things.
Gazi, however, was quite curious. "Then how can you be sure Zhang Caixin is here?"
"Because her phone signal disappeared in Luo Hua," the man answered without hesitation. "So we guessed she might have come here. As for Master Feng... his phone is basically never turned on, and there are too many places he could have gone."
"Because of that rain a few nights ago, we believe Zhang Caixin is very likely here."
Gazi hesitated, wondering how to respond, when Zhang Caixin's voice came from outside the door. "Brother Gazi, keep an eye on those two. I'll go ask the boss."
The man and woman exchanged a glance. Zhang Caixin's position as Luo Hua's second-in-command truly wasn't just bragging. She really had some nerve.
A few minutes later, footsteps sounded, and a Hanfu-clad woman with high brows and deep-set eyes entered.
Was Zhang Caixin really this beautiful? Both of them had seen photos of her, but only upon meeting her in person did they understand just how breathtaking she was.
Zhang Caixin nodded at them. "If you can't