In the enormous master bedroom of the presidential suite, situated on the top floor of the multi-storey hotel building Wu Zihao lay on his bed. His fingers were dancing on the keyboard of his laptop, which abruptly stopped when his phone rang.
He tilted his head to glance at the screen, which displayed Fei Rong's name. He gave a small smile as he was expecting the call a few hours later. However, he knew this man never missed the deadline he was given and was still as efficient as ever, which was why he gave him the task in the first place itself.
Putting his laptop aside on the bed, he answered the call in a heartbeat as he got off the bed and went to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window which overlooked the entire Yang Town that was covered under the blanket of snow far and wide.
"What did you find out?" He jumped straight to the point, without wasting any time.
