The middle-aged man was the highest-ranking NSA commander in NSA—Gu Zhanguo. He was also Gu Qianlin's father.
Fan Changlong quietly let out a sigh of relief. He was in no position to argue with this senior leader. Now that Gu Qianlin was back, Gu Qianlin was able to speak to Gu Zhanguo and the leader of the Interpol Brigade. It was much safer.
"Qianlin!"
Gu Zhanguo immediately put down the cup of tea and got up from the sofa.
Gu Qianlin walked over and asked, "Dad, what are you doing here?"
"There are some things that I might need Changlong's help with."
Gu Zhanguo smiled and said, "Take a look at yourself. You're always so busy with work that you've exhausted yourself so much and lost so much weight. Your mom and I aren't in Jiangcheng, so you've got to learn to take better care of yourself. I'm going to be very upset if you exhaust yourself so much that you fall sick."