It's in a humble Hotel opposite the Military Academy.

Song Weiqing, wearing a mask and sunglasses, knocked rhythmically on the door, which was a communication signal.

Soon the door opened.

Song Weiqing went straight in, took off his mask and sunglasses, and threw the black handbag into the sofa.

"Here's the money. Photos and recordings are sent back to me."

"You know the rules of rivers and lakes, if there's another time, don't blame me me for my ruthlessness."

The welcome party is about to officially begin. She still needs to speak on stage. She really has no time to spend with them.

"Major Song, it's too cheap for you...