Beep beep…

When he was about to step out and enter the door, a car horn was heard from behind.

Stanley Batton slightly furrowed his brows and turned to look backwards.

The only thing he saw behind him was a black Bentley Arnage.

The car window was rolled down quickly. Fred Thomson stuck his head out and looked at him with a friendly look. “Handsome guy, I am Director Fred Thomson. I wonder if you’re interested in having a conversation in my car? I think that your looks are very suitable f