Early the next morning, Xiao Yu woke Chen Mo, helped him get ready, and they left early.
Together with Zhao Min, he got into the car that had come to pick them up. Chen Mo glanced around the interior before withdrawing his gaze. The decor was simple, without a single unnecessary ornament, completely different from the decorations found in luxury cars.
The vehicle was solid and heavy, and the interior was spacious enough to give off a calm, steady feeling. Its comfort was no worse than that of any luxury car. Luxury cars flaunted themselves extravagantly, while this official vehicle embodied understated luxury. Dignified and imposing, it suited the image of the authorities perfectly.
This was the vehicle sent to pick them up. The young man in the front passenger seat was the one assigned to escort them this time. He had a short crew cut and was named Xu Yuan. Xu Yuan treated them both respectfully, but did not take the initiative to speak.
Chen Mo and Zhao Min did not speak either, simply turning their attention out the window to watch the scenery and the passing traffic. There were not many cars on the road, mainly because their hotel was located in a relatively quiet area, avoiding the capital's rush-hour congestion.
About fifteen minutes later, the vehicle finally reached its destination.
Zhong Nan Hai, once an imperial garden of history, was now Huaxia's central nerve center, the symbol and embodiment of the highest administrative authority, and one of the places the world found most mysterious.
Some of the buildings here were steeped in history. Since it was not open to the public, published materials contained very few descriptions of it, making it seem especially mysterious to the outside world. It was the first time Chen Mo and Zhao