The churning darkness of the night subsided, and the sun rose, soothing the vast land.
Qiao Yin pulled open the curtain, watching the sunlight illuminate her bedroom, she stretched lazily.
She hadn't pulled an all-nighter last night, but had a good sleep instead.
After getting herself ready, Qiao Yin headed to the office.
Yan Xing called her into his office: "Qiao Yin, the client from last time who wanted the video restored, he wants to meet you."
A strange feeling surged in Qiao Yin's heart, but she held herself steady: "Why?"
"He has another video that's even more complex and important that he wants you to repair."
"Can't he just send us the video directly?"
Yan Xing shook his head: "The client said this video is very important, it needs to be strictly confidential, he wants to negotiate with you face to face."
Qiao Yin declined: "Well then, tell him to find someone else."
