Chu Munan cut to the chase, diving straight into the matter at hand, "Are your people stationed at the West Suburb Abandoned Factory in S City?"

"How do you know, Second Brother?"

"You mentioned it before," Chu Munan didn’t bother to explain further, instead directly saying, "Lend me your people for a bit, I need manpower right now."

The other person suddenly fell silent, taking quite a while to respond, "Second Brother, you’re not planning to do something bad, are you? You said before you’d stay away from this kind of thing."

His subordinates were all involved in shady activities, so it’s no wonder he’d think that way.

Chu Munan’s parents held influential positions in the military, with his grandfather being the founder of Chu Group, and Chu Munan himself had served in the military for several years before inheriting Chu Group, making his identity somewhat sensitive.

Generally, neither Old Master Chu nor Chu Munan’s parents would let Chu Munan get involved in such matters.

Of course, they weren’t sure if Chu Munan had done any of this behind their backs.

Upon hearing the other’s questioning, Chu Munan furrowed his brows, then explained calmly, "I’m borrowing your people not to do anything bad. I’ve just run into a bit of trouble and need your people’s help. If you won’t lend them to me, I’ll find someone else."

The person quickly spoke up, "Hey, Second Brother, don’t be like that. I’m just worried you might stray off course. If you need to borrow people, of course, I’ll lend them to you. However, because of some incidents in Lin City recently, most of my men have gone there, so there aren’t many remaining here right now."

After a brief pause, Chu Munan spoke, "How skilled are your people?"

"They all are former Special Soldiers, their skills are beyond question, otherwise I wouldn’t spend so much money on their training..." After finishing, he paused again before continuing, "But Second Brother, could you tell me what kind of trouble you’re facing? So I can arrange the manpower accordingly..."

Chu Munan kept a straight face and casually replied, "Are you sure you’re not just gossiping?"

The other person, "..." Was it that obvious?

But since he sought others’ help, Chu Munan wasn’t planning to conceal anything. After some thought, he briefly explained, "Someone around me has been kidnapped, and the kidnappers want us at the West Suburb Abandoned Factory. I’m not very familiar with that area and remembered you mentioned people there, so I called to see if I could borrow your people, and I’ll give you the due reward afterward..."

"Second Brother, if you offer me a reward, I won’t lend you my people. Isn’t it too distant to talk about rewards given our relationship?"

Song Qiao, "..." She really wondered what kind of relationship they had.

Forgive her inner fangirl, she’d already imagined all sorts of things.

Chu Munan remained silent, while the other person continued earnestly, "Send me your exact location through GPS, and I’ll immediately arrange for people to come over."

Chu Munan gave a hum of agreement, then sincerely said, "Thank you."

The other person, "..."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Munan drove elsewhere, then sent his location via WeChat.

Just as he was about to put his phone away, he paused, looking at Song Qiao and said, "Did you delete my WeChat last time?"

He seldom used WeChat, with all his friends being childhood companions and relatives. He only downloaded it due to Song Qiao while abroad, registering an account. Unexpectedly, half an hour after registration, he received numerous friend requests from his brothers, and even his parents and grandfather.

That’s when he realized everyone else was keeping up with trends, and he seemed to be the only one left behind, with even his grandfather using WeChat.

Song Qiao paused then quickly took out her phone to check for Chu Munan’s WeChat among her friends, but couldn’t find it. Understanding dawned, she awkwardly explained, "There might be some misunderstanding..."

Seeing Song Qiao’s reaction, Chu Munan instantly knew what was going on and asked again, "Was it Lu Jingchen who deleted it?"

Song Qiao bashfully nodded.

Chu Munan chuckled, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt, casually remarking, "That man is truly childish."

After saying this, he handed his phone to Song Qiao, "Add it back."

Song Qiao responded with an "Oh" and opened Chu Munan’s profile QR code, scanning it with her phone to add him back as a friend.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, and the call hadn’t come through yet. Chu Munan turned off the car, plunging the area into darkness. The car’s soundproofing was so good that inside, only their voices could be heard, with no sound from outside.

After about ten minutes, Song Qiao was getting restless, suddenly hearing what seemed like someone knocking on the window. It was just one knock, and she looked to her side, barely making out a shadow outside. She got a shock and couldn’t help but scream.

Chu Munan looked towards her, "What’s wrong?"

He had been checking information on his phone and hadn’t noticed anything, only hearing Song Qiao’s scream.

Song Qiao shrank towards him, her voice trembling, "There... seems to be someone outside..."

With the late-night darkness outside, she only saw a shadow, unsure whether it was human or something else.

Chu Munan glanced her way, sure enough seeing a silhouette outside the window, quite chilling to encounter at night.

Starting the car and turning on the headlights, Song Qiao saw not only one person outside but seven or eight, all dressed in identical black outfits.

Retracting her gaze to Chu Munan, the man had already opened the car door and got out. Song Qiao didn’t know who these people were, anxiously urging, "Chu Munan, why did you get out? These people..."

What if they’re with them?

Before she could finish, Chu Munan explained, "These are my friends’ people, here to help us."

Hearing this, Song Qiao quickly calmed down.