Wu Wei returned to the suite at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel. After washing up, he changed into a comfortable robe, leaned back on the spacious bed, and turned on his phone.
The screen showed two unread messages, both from Huang Xin.
Huang Xin: [Wu Wei, I found the information you wanted.]
The next one was a location and the name of a neighborhood.
Wu Wei glanced at it and typed a reply: [Okay]
Huang Xin immediately replied: [What do you want Zhang Quan's address for? You're not planning to catch him while he's walking at night and beat him up, right?]
Wu Wei replied with some amusement: [Your imagination is really something. In a society governed by law, if I loved getting into trouble so much, would I still be able to run a company, earn money?]
Huang Xin: [That's good]
