Two people entered the hotel. Wang Yao opened the backpack and poured out a few books and some cash, which he had taken from the company.
"Are these things useful?" Wang Yao asked.
Hao took it and looked at it carefully. His face changed. "It must be useful. I will call some people."
He called someone in Dao. After hanging up, he turned to Wang Yao and said, "They will come tonight."
"There is no need to be so urgent," Wang Yao said.
"They have already started," Hao said.
"Thank you," Wang Yao said. This time, he owed the Sun family a favor.
Hao put the money away and prepared to leave.
"The money can be donated to out-of-school children," Wang Yao said, "It is very likely ill-gotten gains."
…
That night, it was quiet. At the Wennan office building, four young people were lying on the cold ground.
"Where am I?" A man opened his eyes and saw nothing but complete darkness. "I'll sleep again. No!"
