Three nights later.
The tropical storm finally reached the coast of Mexico, bringing ample rainfall to the entire south-central region, which was undoubtedly a welcome event for water-strapped Mexico.
It has been raining nonstop since last night.
It began as a pitter-patter in the beginning, but by four in the morning, it had turned into a torrential downpour. By this morning, the sun did not shine in the sky as usual, replaced by thick dark clouds.
The entire Mexico City was shrouded in darkness, as if it were evening.
Cassandra received a call from Song Heping in the morning.
"Notify the construction crew to start work, break through everyone's toilets tonight."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
After hanging up, Cassandra held the phone and zoned out for a long time.
He didn't know whether to thank Song Heping or to kill the guy.
Admittedly, after this half a month's interaction, Cassandra admitted that this Chinese guy was tough.
