Yang Tiancheng and his son returned to their hotel room.
Yang Jingsheng asked, "Dad, do you really think Xu Yang came to Zhucheng just to travel?"
Yang Tiancheng shook his head, "How could that be? Look at him and those people, do they look like they're here for tourism?"
A young man like Xu Yang traveling with several people in their thirties, forties, or fifties?
Wouldn't it be nicer to travel with a beautiful wife?
So, Xu Yang definitely didn't come for tourism; he must have had business here.
Yang Jingsheng wondered, "Then what's he doing in Zhucheng?"
Yang Tiancheng shook his head, "I don't know."
He couldn't figure out what Xu Yang was here for.
Yang Jingsheng speculated, "Could it be that he's spotted a company here and has come to take it over?"
