"I've already noted it down."
"b(￣▽￣)d"
Wen Yan was at a loss for words. Reliable indeed, if you're not meant to be an undercover agent, who is? You're born to shine at it.
With that, Wen Yan felt he could now prepare a body for Zhou Xiaorong.
"Do you want a customized appearance or to pick one? I think you're too promising; we might as well start customizing for you right now."
Zhou Xiaorong sent a photo; a lively and spirited young person with a smile that clearly hadn't yet been beaten up by society, a university student.
This was the image Zhou Xiaorong once had; he indeed wanted his own look.
Wen Yan agreed to it, sent the order to Zhang Qihui's side, and all that was left was to wait.
As for costs, they would definitely be settled between the Scorching Sun Department and Zhang Qihui's factory.
