A luxury car sped along the road, quickly leaving the bustling downtown area and arriving in a very remote suburban district.
More than half an hour later, the luxury car arrived at the resort's parking lot.
The car doors opened, and several people got out.
"Boss."
The security guard watching the parking lot saw Qin He and immediately ran over to greet him.
Qin He usually wore a smile when facing his employees, but at that moment, his expression was icy.
He ignored the guard's greeting and quickly headed toward the stairs leading up the mountain in the distance.
"The boss seems to be in a terrible mood. What happened?"
The guard watched Qin He's departing back, curiosity filling his heart.
The resort was not receiving guests today, so it was deathly quiet inside.
Only the rustling of flowers, grass, and trees stirred by the wind rang out from time to time.
The office door was pushed open.
Qin He entered with an expressionless face, pulled out the chair in front of the desk, and sat down. Then he reached into his pocket, took out his phone, and made a call.
"Beep..."
The phone rang several times before the person on the other end quickly answered.
"Boss."
"I'm in the office. Come over for a moment."
After hanging up, Qin He placed the phone on the desk, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.
His brows were tightly furrowed. At that moment, he was thinking about something.
"Big brother, who called you?" The shifty-eyed man entered the room and asked Zhao Ze, who was sitting on the sofa with a worried expression.
"The boss," Zhao Ze replied.
"Uh..." The shifty-eyed man hesitated, then slowly said, "Wasn't he out handling some matters? How did he come back so