"We're from the Special Rescue Team, and the team leader is in our vehicle," Liu Chun said urgently.
"Even so, it won't work. If I let you in, I'd lose my job." The security guard maintained a very firm stance; the first rule of working here is listening to Mr. Meng, and the second is listening to the Feng Family.
Unless he doesn't want to work anymore, he wouldn't let anyone in.
Liu Chun ran back, leaned against the car window in frustration, and said, "What do we do, Commander? The security guard won't let us in; is your wife mad?"
Xu Qigang finally opened his eyes, his deep gaze sharp as a knife, devoid of any confusion of rest. He stretched his right hand out the window and snapped his fingers; not long after, Renault popped up out of nowhere, holding a half-eaten large pancake.
"Commander." He greeted without discarding the pancake.
The security guard was dumbfounded, hesitating whether to greet them as well. Thinking about his uniform, he decided against it.
