After hanging up the phone, Han Yu handed over all the accounting books and USB files collected by Lu Hao to Lang Feng, instructing him to take them back to Tang Tianlong.
Knowing the gravity of the situation, Lang Feng did not stand on ceremony and hurried back with all his subordinates.
At ten forty-seven, Han Yu moved to the hotel room where the female bodyguard was staying, which was next to Lin Qingya's.
Being closer, he could protect Lin Qingya better.
He took off his shirt, which was stained with blood on the back, and went into the bathroom to check the wounds on his waist and back in the mirror.
The fight at the dockyard had left some injuries on his back, but luckily they were only superficial and not serious.
Facing the mirror, he picked up a towel and carefully wiped his wounds.
"Hiss..."
The towel was a bit rough against his burning back.
