Christina lay on the table, struggling with her new smartphone—
Indeed, a long convoy came speeding and stopped at the entrance of the food stall.
Two men with black sunglasses walked in, opened a briefcase, and solemnly handed the phone over to her.
"Your delivery."
The two sunglass-clad men politely finished speaking, slowly exited the food stall, got into their cars, and the entire convoy drove away.
"So this is a delivery? Feels pretty grand."
Christina's impression of the human world improved a notch.
Wu Xiaode and Xiao Baihong exchanged glances, sensibly choosing not to respond.
The young girl behind the counter breathed a sigh of relief.
Who delivers a package like that?
It must be a scene from a movie.
She lowered her head again and began to play with her phone, occasionally glancing at the two handsome men and then at the impossibly beautiful girl.
"Hey, what do you plan to do now?"
Xiao Baihong asked Little Wu while eating.
