"Mister Gao, is it settled now?"
After hanging up the phone, Old Lady Luo raised her head and looked at Gao Shou with trepidation.
"More or less," he said indifferently.
Gao Shou waved his hand dismissively. "This time, in consideration of Mister Mo and his wife's face, I'm giving you three days to move out!"
"Three days, remember, you only have three days!"
"If you don't move out within three days, I won't mind having my brothers lend a hand."
Old Lady Luo nodded helplessly, "Don't worry Mister Gao, we will move out."
"That's more like it."
Gao Shou stood up and patted his clothes as if to shake off some bad luck, "Alright, guys, let's get ready to pull out."
"Oh, right."
As if he remembered something, he turned around and gave the old lady a slight smile. "Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, I'll bring people to Luo's Group to handle the handover procedures, Old Lady Luo, make sure you come."
"Okay."
The old lady casually responded, bitterness filling her eyes.