Earlier.
Haizhou City.
Lijing Hotel, hotel lobby.
Zhao Zhenfeng sat quietly next to the bar counter, sipping his drink, with a backpack at his feet.
His gaze would occasionally sweep over the hotel entrance, as if waiting for someone.
Soon,
A black car stopped in front of the hotel.
Zhao Zhenfeng slowly stood up, picked up his backpack, and walked towards the entrance.
The car door slowly opened.
"Brother Zhao!"
A skinny young man in casual clothes, with a sharp nose and sunken cheeks, got out of the back seat.
He noticed Zhao Zhenfeng approaching the entrance right away.
His narrow eyes lit up.
Calling out loudly, he waved his hand and quickly walked towards Zhao Zhenfeng.
As he walked,
A flattering smile quickly piled up on his face.
"Junior Brother Zhou."
Compared to
Zhao Zhenfeng's reaction, was much more indifferent.
He didn't change his expression, just slightly nodded and greeted him lightly.
