Shen Jingwei and Yan Renzhong left the hotel room and headed toward CNC Hotel's Business Center.
It was around dinner time, so most of the work chamber were empty. All save for one, which was brimming with people.
By the time the couple arrived, Zhu Dongyi, Wen Guilin, and Shang Ruohai were already among the crowd, speaking to each other in low, serious voices.
The door opened with a click, and everyone raised their heads at the same time to greet the newcomers.
Shen Jingwei, holding his phone in his hand, looked into the round and asked, "What happened?"
"It is what it looks like," Shang Ruohai said with an exasperated sigh and an eye-roll. "Sit down, both of you."
Shen Jingwei and Yan Renzhong took their seats. Shang Ruohai clapped his hands and began to talk into the round.
