"I know, go back and keep an eye on him for me."
Li Ruilin waved his hand.
After Zhang Wenjun left, he glanced at the bottom drawer of the desk, gripping the handle in hesitation for a long time, but still didn't choose to open it.
...
In the barbecue restaurant, the two had been eating until 11 PM.
Seeing that it was almost time, Gu Ji hastily gulped down the last bite, then immediately pulled Chen Zhiyu into a cab, heading back to Lukou International Airport.
"DBX017, Emirates flight, arrives at 2:17."
In front of the international arrivals, according to the flight information provided by his dad, he glanced at the display screen above the exit, "15 more minutes..."
It was already past 2 AM, with only three red-eye flights left, so there weren't many passersby waiting around.
"It's been 15 minutes, why is there no movement?"
"Maybe the flight is delayed..."
"Here they come, here they come!"
