After making up his mind, Wang Hao decided to take a trip to the Antique Street.
Conveniently, there was a subway station near the Star Moon Bar, so he quickened his pace and entered.
It was rush hour, and it couldn't have been more crowded.
The place was packed tight with people, just like sardines in a can.
Standing there with nothing better to do, Wang Hao began to observe the expressions of each person.
It was a professional habit, and, at the same time, one of his hobbies.
Observing the variety of human emotions was endlessly fascinating.
Soon, two figures caught his eye.
One was a plainly dressed man who seemed slightly anxious, his hands tightly clutching a bulging bag filled with what looked like bundles of brightly-colored cash–probably more than a hundred thousand.
From the man's attire, Wang Hao guessed that this was likely a construction worker who had just been paid his wages.
