At night, the Xiao Ying Hotel was brightly lit and bustling - the busiest time of the day.
Wang Ye parked his car in a secluded corner and didn't go into the hotel; instead, he made a call.
The car's engine was still running, but he manually switched off the headlights.
The black Mercedes Benz was like a powerful beast concealed in the darkness, its engine emitting a low rumble.
After about two minutes, a man hurriedly walked out of the hotel lobby and looked around from the top of the stairs.
Wang Ye flicked his headlights to signal him, and the man immediately started walking towards the car.
The car door opened, and a tall figure climbed in — it was Anton, the security manager of the Xiao Ying Hotel.
Seated in the passenger seat, Anton asked in surprise, "Mr. Mikhail, what's the matter that brought you here?"
Indeed, it was strange for Wang Ye to drive over to the hotel and not go in.
