Godly Stay-Home Dad (01-200)

Chapter 148 Zhao Feng Took the Mission Initiative

Zhao Feng's expression was rigid for a moment.

Although he knew that the Boss might not take Tang Zhan seriously, he did not expect that in the eyes of the Boss, Tang Zhan, who was in high status, was regarded as a nonentity!

Nonentity?

Maybe...

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, and his eyes were full of helplessness and complication. Just as he was about to say something, his cell phone rang. A minute after he answered the phone, his face became grave.

"Well, I see."

Zhao Feng answered, hanging up the phone, and looked at Zhang Han.

"What's wrong? Tang Zhan asked you to tackle me?" Zhang Han asked casually. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he didn't worry about what Zhao Feng would do at all.

"No..." Zhao Feng shook his head with a bitter smile and said in a deep tone, "Tang Zhan is going to hold a meeting at 1:00 p.m."

"Oh." Zhang Han nodded. He was not interested in what Zhao Feng was going to say. After drinking the last sip of beer, he went to the sofa and sat down with Mengmeng to play with toys.

Zhao Feng sat at the dining table and fell silent. Hesitating for a long time, he finally took his wallet out from his carry-on bag and removed the button on it. With a gentle turn, the switch of the size of a fingernail was unscrewed. There was a little mobile phone card within the small space.

Zhao Feng took off his cell phone card and put the cell phone card taken from the button on. Then he dialed a phone call. The phone rang only two times before it was connected, but no sound came from the other end of the line.

"Tang Zhan is going to buy a raft of high-quality ice." Zhao Feng said directly.

"How many?"

"Two hundred kilograms!" Zhao Feng said slowly.

Two hundred kilograms drugs might be the largest quantity ever recorded in Hong Kong. If such a large amount of goods went to Hong Kong, the consequences were unimaginable. There must be lots of families would be destroyed as a result.

"What? How many?" A hurried and unbelievable voice sounded from the phone.

"Two hundred kilograms!" Zhao Feng answered heavily.

For 200 kilograms of goods, Leng Feng, Tang Zhan's adviser in charge of the drug transport business, had been planning for a long time. This time he finally got the chance. These goods were the reason why Tang Zhan held a high-level meeting.

Two hundred kilograms drugs cost nearly twenty million dollars. After selling, the net profit could be about forty million dollars. Tang Zhan, who was very greedy for money, certainly allowed his men to plan this action.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while. Although no one spoke, Zhao Feng clearly heard his short and urgent breathing.

"I see. Keep in touch and report information at any time," the other person said and hung up.

Zhao Feng unloaded this cell phone card and put it back in place. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he got up and went to the side of the sofa. He grinned and said,

"Boss, I am going back. Mengmeng, bye!"

"Uh-huh, big brother, you, you are not eating here?" Mengmeng said and turned her head with confusion in her clear eyes.

She clearly remembered that the big brother would have meals here every day and clean up. He had been absent for several days. Why did he have to leave without eating?