Mi Lu and Da Boyi had agreed to meet the next day after work to sign the investment contract at the Shangri-La Hotel.
While immersed in the pleasure of finally having a sum of money to squander, Zhao Caiyun made a call without any awareness of inconvenience, "Mi Lu, save me!"
"What's wrong with you? Stop crying for a moment, and speak clearly," Mi Lu felt it was bound to be bad news as soon as she heard Zhao Caiyun crying and asking for help.
"Yin, Zhou Xueyin found out it was me who stole the company documents, and she also found out it was us who reported them to the Social Security Bureau. She said… she said…" Zhao Caiyun was crying so hard she couldn't catch her breath.
"What did she say? Stop crying already!" Mi Lu, annoyed by the whining, spoke impatiently.
