The Mercedes stopped on a patch of open ground at the factory.
Lin Fei, Yang Wenhui, and Zhang Peng got out of the car separately.
Lin Fei still kept one hand on Yang Wenhui's shoulder.
The workers around, who were using electric saws to cut wood, all stopped what they were doing and respectfully called out to Yang Wenhui, "Hello, Boss!"
"Good, good, good." Yang Wenhui squeezed out a forced smile on his face.
Then, Yang Wenhui looked at Zhang Peng and said, "Lead the way."
"Yes, Boss." Zhang Peng replied.
The three of them then walked through an area where wood was piled and workers were busy, arriving at a place that seemed deserted, yet still had lots of wood piled around.
Lin Fei noticed that this place was fifty or sixty meters away from the surrounding factory buildings, belonging to a more remote area of the timber factory.
This place was all wood; it shouldn't be where Li Ruyan was held.
