"Alright, I think we'll have the chance to work together in the future." Seeing that Allen Zhang didn't want to say much, Tommy didn't pry further.
Having such an intelligence network is definitely not easy to mess with, it's absolutely not as simple as he described.
Sieg and Tommy's underling returned to the apartment's living room. The white muscular man handed over the car keys to Tommy, "Boss, no problem. Although the car paint and wheel hubs have been changed, the engine and chassis number match, it's our car!"
Tommy nodded, waved another underling over, and took out rolls of paper currency wrapped in plastic film from his bag, placing them on the table.
"Count them, Mr. Jin. This is the promised reward, totalling 5000 US dollars! I, Tommy, always keep my word!"
Allen Zhang handed the money to Sieg, who proficiently began to count. Soon, he had the right amount and nodded, "The count is correct."
