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Knock, knock.

When Trede Pemton opened the front door, he saw Chen Zhao outside.

"Mr. Chen, what a surprise." Trede was rather startled that Chen Zhao actually visited him at this hour.

"Mr. Trede, I want to talk to you."

"About what?" Trede looked at Chen Zhao, puzzled.

"I received a document on the winery's accounts," Chen Zhao said, smiling, as he took out a thumb drive.

"What do you want?"

"Why don't we have a chat inside?"

"Come in." Some gloom flashed across Trede's eyes.

Chen Zhao took a look inside Trede's house, after which he sat on a chair right away. "Mr. Trede, your home looks really simple. Where did you spend your money? Rumors outside claim that your winery had been in a bad state, but I know you're richer than what most people think."

"I don't understand."

"Deppler gave me this thumb drive," Chen Zhao said, waiving the thumb drive in his hand.

"Do you know Deppler?"