On a weekend morning, an Alphard stopped at the door of Weiwei's house, several people dressed quite formally stepped down from it, and one of them was even carrying a briefcase, looking quite stylish.
"Boss, Mr. Xin's words should be reliable, right? The higher-ups are pressing hard, if we fail the task again, the funding will be gone."
"How would I know? But if he says he can solve it, then he definitely can. Don't look at how young Mr. Xin is, he has been helping us a lot over the years."
Gently knocking on the door, Weiwei opened it to see several strangers, looking a bit puzzled but still very cautious, she asked, "May I ask who you're looking for?"
"Oh, hello, we're looking for Mr. Xin Chen."
"Xin Chen..." Weiwei turned her head doubtfully, "He doesn't live here."
"Strange, he told us to come here this morning to find him."
