At the waiter's guidance, Qin Wentao arrived at the most secluded room within the private club.
The lights in the room were switched off, hence it was pitch black. There were occasional flashes of light from the corner of the room.
Qin Wentao turned on the lights without difficulty and saw Qi Hao seated in the corner, smoking. He was not surprised and walked over while smiling before taking a seat next to him.
"You're here?" Qi Hao said while stubbing out the cigarette.
"Yes. Why the sour expression? It wasn't easy to be where we are today, we should be happy." Qin Wentao smiled and poured tea for himself.
Qi Hao clearly did not want to speak much and went straight to the point. "Did you bring it?"
"Yes I have, here it is." Qin Wentao took out a file from his briefcase.
Qi Ha
