"Yes," Uncle Liu nodded.
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After Lao San left, he tossed the five million in cash into the back seat of the car and drove back. While heading back, he made calls to his buddies. He didn't know Xiao Han's phone number and although he knew the address, he dared not rush back there. So, the only option was to call his buddies, guessing that Xiao Han would contact him through them.
Indeed, Lao San's assumption was right.
The phone was quickly answered, "Did you get the job done, kid?"
On the other end was a lazy voice, rough too—it was clearly not Xiao Han's refined voice. Lao San hesitated for a moment before he asked, "Who's this? Where is Xiao Han? I need to speak to Xiao Han."
"Oh, it's the same talking to me," Li Dapang yawned and then said, "Xiao Han isn't here right now. If you want to ransom your brother, come to Hanmen Restaurant at the entrance of Fuxing Community. Someone nearby will meet up with you."
"I'll be there soon." The man nodded immediately.