Boeing Company covered a vast area. It took more than ten minutes to drive from the entrance to the data center building. At the parking lot, Jiang Hao chose a spot near the exit, where it was easier to observe passing vehicles.
Jiang Hao did not get out. He sat quietly in the car while vehicles came and went through the parking lot, his eyes fixed intently on their license plates.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Hao's gaze suddenly sharpened. A blue Ford sedan drove over. After carefully studying the plate for a few moments, he confirmed it belonged to his colleague Adams. Adams was on duty tonight as well.
Jiang Hao quickly got out of the car, left the parking lot, and strolled toward the building.
"Hey, Martin."
A voice sounded behind Jiang Hao. He turned around, smiled, and waved. "Oh, it's you, Adams."
Adams quickened his pace and caught up with Jiang Hao. The two walked side by side. "Martin, how was your weekend?"
Jiang Hao shrugged. "Same as always. Working out, fishing. What about you? Looks like you had a pretty good time."
If he did not want people questioning him, the best method was to take the initiative and turn the tables. Ask questions and make the other person answer.
At Jiang Hao's question, Adams immediately became excited. Animatedly, he said, "Haha, mine was pretty good. I went to Vancouver yesterday for a concert. It was a Taylor Swift concert, and the atmosphere was incredible."
Although Vancouver was a Canadian city, it was very close to Seattle. It only took a little over two hours to drive there, and crossing between the two countries was easy, so many people went straight to Vancouver for fun.
"Taylor Swift? Oh, I like her too. If I'd known, I