Zheng Weijun was eventually carted away by his assistant and driver. He ended up thoroughly drunk.
Wang Yao did not forget to tell them, "Take care of him."
"Rest assured, Mr. Wang."
Wang Yao got a cab and left the hotel. Once he returned home, he immediately went up the southern mountain.
Things were silent on the mountain. Nothing happened throughout the night.
The next morning, the sun rose, as usual.
Thousands of miles away in He County, Miao Qingfeng and Miao Changhong were in a restaurant.
"He might be leaving town today."
"Were you able to find out where he is going?"
"I did. It's most likely Tianjin."
"When are we going to depart?"
"We'll wait. We can't stand out too much now."
"Tianjin is huge. Just be mindful not to lose him," Miao Changhong said.
"Didn't we bring a lot of good stuff with us on this trip?"
"The bugs?"
"Yeah."
