"Yes, can't find."
Jiang Hao looked at Lu Moqing somewhat apprehensively and said, "We have utilized all our connections, but we can't find out the true identity of that Mr. Bai."
"Hiding one's identity so deeply is a problem in itself."
Lu Moqing threw the pen in his hand onto the table and said:
"Xuxu must have been hidden away by him. Bring people to search that building. Dig three feet deep if you have to. Find her, and I will bear any consequences."
Jiang Hao looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded, "Alright, President."
Not long after Jiang Hao left, Lu Moqing leaned back in his chair, his face revealing exhaustion.
"Xuxu, where are you? Let me learn more sweet talk to say to you. I have learned a lot now, but... where are you? If you don't come back, what's the use of me learning all this..."
He stared at the ceiling, his eyes red and sore.
