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At this time, Su Wanqing and Huo Anlan's brain circuits completely shocked Li Jin.

After finally appeasing her, Su Wanqing reluctantly hung up the phone.

Now Li Jin couldn't help but wonder if Huang Feng had said anything more to Su Wanqing.

Thinking of this, Li Jin silently gave up telling Huang Feng about Li Song Ci's photo of his cross-dressing boss.

Ah Feng, as things have come to this, please wish yourself well.

After dealing with the matters in Hong Kong City, Li Jin began to reflect on what he had seen today.

The information brought by Big Beard provided him with a new idea.

At first, he didn't really think about contacting Adub and the Kurdish opposition.

Originally, in his plan, the role of Adub's opponents was more to distract Cumberland.

But now, after he knew Adub's identity, he suddenly felt that the original arrangement was a bit overkill for Adub.

"In these days, Snow has almost got the information on the top management of these processing plants through the information sent from Warwick."

"But if I just rely on this information, it is still not enough. I need a trustworthy senior management of the processing plant to help me connect this information to exert maximum pressure."

"However, now that we know Adub's identity, everything is different. With his status, he must know how to maximize the value of this intelligence."

"Cumberland, Cumberland, you probably didn't expect that your opponent would give me such a big gift."

Li Jin murmured to himself while making a phone call.

It was the private contact information that Adub had left for him.

It took a while before the call was connected, and then a confused voice came from the other side.

"Hello, who are you? I don't remember that I have ever had a contact like you."

Li Jin smiled, cleared his throat, and said slowly:

"Mr. Adub, it's me, Li Jin."

The other side was stunned at first and fell into silence, and then there was another exclamation.

"Ah, it's really Mr. Li Jin! I always thought something had happened to you! I thought the matter was hopeless!"

"It's great now. You are fine. The old patriarch is saved! Thank God!"

Next, there was a burst of chirping prayers coming from the other side of the phone.

Obviously, Adub's side is very excited now.

Originally, he thought that everything was over. Not only was there no hope of rescuing Badimu, but he himself was inexplicably being chased by his tribe and was forced to flee.

Now knowing that Li Jin is still alive is like a ray of light suddenly shining in the darkness.

"Mr. Li Jin, you don't know what kind of life I'm living right now. I was lying fine at home, but I was kidnapped for no reason. If I hadn't been lucky enough to escape, I might have been alive by now. It’s a cold corpse.”

"Damn Cumberland, you're trying to comfort me openly while doing this secretly. What a bastard!"

Adub on the other end of the phone kept cursing, but Li Jin on the other end had a strange expression.

Damn it, Adub still doesn't know who is really going to deal with him.

"Mr. Adub, I understand your anger now, but I still have to correct your mistake first."

"Huh? What's the mistake?"

"It's not Cumberland who's out to get you."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Obviously, Adub guessed something after Li Jin's prompting.