At six o'clock in the evening, Ling Yuanhang arrived at the Venus Grand Hotel on time. The waiter led him to a private room, which was empty upon entry.
"Director Ling, please wait a moment. The boss is having a video conference and will be here soon!"
"Hmm, all right, no problem!" Ling Yuanhang nodded in acknowledgment.
Then the waiter left and closed the door behind him, leaving Ling Yuanhang alone in the room, which was dead quiet—not a sound could be heard. The soundproofing of the hotel's private rooms was, undeniably, very good.
Ling Yuanhang sat on the chair, drinking the tea that the waiter had just brewed for him—one half-hour, one hour, two hours...
Tea after tea, Ling Yuanhang glanced at his watch—eight-thirty. Two and a half hours had passed, and a smile crept up at the corner of his mouth.