Hearing Yue Feng's words, Ye Qiu, who had already placed his hand on the door handle, lowered his hand, then turned around to look at Wang Xuan and Yue Feng, and said: "Go ahead."
"Come, sit down and talk!" Yue Feng said.
"No need, just say it quickly!" Ye Qiu felt something strange about these two people, and he had a feeling that Yue Feng was deceiving him.
This feeling was unpleasant; he had experienced it before, so he didn't want it to happen a second time.
Seeing Ye Qiu's unpleasant expression, Yue Feng glanced at Wang Xuan. Wang Xuan nodded, and Yue Feng hesitated for a moment before saying to Ye Qiu: "Alright, Ye Qiu, actually the reason I came to find you was to ask for your help with this matter."
"Help you with what?" Ye Qiu's expression worsened upon hearing Yue Feng's admission.
"It's like this," Yue Feng said, "My family and Wang Xuan's family have a joint business that requires a driver to deliver goods to Russia."
