"What did you say? He's following you?" Qin Ye asked, his eyes filled with hostility.
Rong Yan nodded, "Yes, I'm not mistaken, and, what's more, he has a bike. I reckon he must have some money on him."
Qin Ye sneered, "Of course he has money because I know he's joined the transport team."
What kind of place was the transport team? It was definitely a great place, the most lucrative one.
Let me put it this way! When they could go out of town, they could do some smuggling on the side, then resell the goods. The profit margin was needless to say.
Of course, these kinds of dealings were only done covertly. If they were brought to light or if the factory leaders found out, it would certainly be no good.
Rong Yan didn't care about that, "He probably just saw me and wants to catch something on me."
"From now on, avoid him when you see him. That guy seems..." Qin Ye chose his words carefully, "he's not like what he appears to be on the surface."
