"If you don't get her out of here, don't blame me if the X3 design blueprints aren't finished."
When Mo Feng returned, Huo Jingting originally intended to return the MF to him. However, since the misunderstanding was cleared up, it didn't matter whose hand it was in.
The X3 is the latest model of missile, and most of the design blueprints have been completed, with only the final step remaining.
Huo Jingting put on an indifferent attitude, "I can grant you an extension of two more days."
Mo Feng: "..."
After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone aside and pulled up a chair to sit down, "So, what exactly do you want to do?"
"What do you mean?"
Mo Feng lit a cigarette, "There's no rule here about casually allowing outsiders in. I'm only making an exception because of him, but you can't stay here indefinitely."
"It's no big deal," Mandy appeared unconcerned, "I'm not here to spy on your secrets anyway, just following you around."
