Without further delay, Yang Qi returned to his transport vehicle with the storage box containing the Chinese Pangolin. After securing the box on the passenger seat, he glanced at the Black-booted Tortoise resting quietly in the back.
"Well, I picked up a Black Tortoise on this trip out, and found a Chinese Pangolin on the way back," he thought. "Xianlai hasn't even opened yet, but the animal rescue business is already booming. Still, this is exactly what a wildlife protector should do."
Yang Qi started the vehicle and slowly pulled away. In his rearview mirror, the kind-hearted engineering crew continued waving from the side of the road.
By dusk, evening shadows had gathered. The north gate of Xianlai Wild Animal World slowly opened, and Yang Qi's transport vehicle drove smoothly into the park, bearing the dust of the journey. The guards had received prior notice, immediately letting him through and announcing the director's return to the interior staff over their walkie-talkies.
