London Thames River Bank, 85 Albert Street, Lambeth District, third-floor office of the National Land Inspection Committee.
"Thank you for your understanding," Mefala said, her perfect standard Mandarin indicating she was conversing with an official from the Mysterious Country. "So, the first batch of guards will arrive in Lianjiang City in three days for deployment. Please ensure you are prepared for the handover."
After the brief call ended, Mefala put down the landline receiver, sighed, and leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples tiredly.
The phone rang again, but this time it was her cellphone. Glancing at the caller ID, she answered, "My dear Countess, what can I do for you?"
Euphy chuckled on the other end, feigning seriousness. "Hmm, please bring a cup of coffee to my room. I want it hand-ground by you."
