Outside the Golden Dragon Bank storehouse.

Li Luo breathed easier as he watched the storehouse open up. Thank goodness for the Golden Dragon Bank's comprehensive stores.

"Don't worry," Lu Qing'er said softly. "With these materials, the Suncreek Villa's problem will soon be solved."

Li Luo nodded gratefully. "Thank you so much, Qing'er."

She smiled and was about to reply, when an angry shout interrupted. "Stop!"

A group of people were hurrying towards them, led by a middle-aged man with a face like thunder.

"Father!" Ning Zhao said smugly.

"That's the vice president of the Golden Dragon Bank, Ning Que," Lu Qing'er said in a low voice. She felt a...