"Who are you?" Cheng Ming thought for a moment before replying.
"First table by the window," the other party replied immediately.
Cheng Ming looked up and saw a young woman seated at the first table by the window. She wore a white blouse on top, a knee-length skirt suit below, and slightly sheer black stockings. A suit jacket she had taken off was casually draped over the back of an empty chair beside her.
The woman had strikingly defined features and did not appear to be purely Xiazhou. At the roots of her dyed black hair, a hint of its original light golden color showed through.
The young woman smiled and waved at Cheng Ming, gesturing for him to join her table.
Still somewhat puzzled, Cheng Ming took his orange juice over and sat across from her. "Do we know each other?"
"No," the young woman answered.
"Then how did you get my phone number?"
"That registration form," the young woman said. "Every hunter who signs up has to provide their contact information, don't they?"
"So, you represent the Bai Shi Group?" Cheng Ming asked doubtfully.
His instincts told him that the force behind this woman was not Bai Shi.
If the Bai Shi Group wanted to discuss something with him, there was no need to go through so much trouble.
"This isn't a convenient place. May I ask if Mr. Cheng would like to sit somewhere next door?" the young woman asked.
"Not convenient because there are surveillance cameras in the shop?" Cheng Ming asked.
"Yes." The young woman did not avoid the question.
Cheng Ming was slightly surprised by her bluntness, but he still nodded.
"Please follow me." The woman stood and picked up the jacket draped over the chair.
The suspicious woman led Cheng Ming into the