Ye Feng wanted to see how he could get his hands on that exclusive Victoria Cross medal, and at the same time, he wanted to see who that familiar boss was.
The moment he stepped into the dry cleaning shop, he stopped in his tracks and smiled.
At the same time, a slightly surprised voice came from the dry cleaning shop. "Boss Ye, why are you here?"
The moment the greeting was heard, a rather simple and sturdy figure also came out from inside to welcome him.
It was John Bull, the black market merchant who had just come into contact with Ye Feng last night.
"I happened to pass by and heard that someone was trading the pure gold Victoria Cross medal, so I came in to take a look." Ye Feng replied half-truthfully. "I didn't expect this."
"Is this your shop?"
"A dry cleaning shop. It's quite unexpected."
John Bull scratched his head. "On the surface, I am indeed the owner of a dry cleaning shop."