After entering the bar, Wang Zifei headed straight for the private room. When she saw Cui Jianhao and the others there as well, she was somewhat surprised, but still walked over, sat beside Wang Ziqi, and patted his face to wake him up.
But when no amount of patting from Wang Zifei had any effect, she grew a little angry and wanted to leave immediately with a flick of her sleeve.
At that moment, Cui Jianhao seized the chance to smile from the side. "Zifei, don't be like that. Why are you getting upset for no reason?"
"Yeah," Zhang Huaiyuan and A Zheng quickly echoed.
Wang Zifei was a very well-mannered girl, and they were ordinary friends at least, so after hearing that, she reluctantly sat back down and halfheartedly made conversation with them. She also checked her watch several times along the way.
Of course, Cui Jianhao and the others could tell that Wang Zifei was anxious to get home. So they quickly steered the topic toward something that interested her.
"Ah... forget those boring things! By the way, have you read the recent papers? Three days ago at noon, a man wearing a black hood and three accomplices robbed the largest Construction Bank on Five Star Street. Apparently, they took less than five minutes to steal all the cash in the bank. And it seems the man leading them was a martial arts expert!"
In fact, Cui Jianhao's words were half true and half false.
It was true that a group of people in black masks had robbed a bank at noon three days ago. But the part about the man knowing martial arts was complete nonsense Cui Jianhao had made up. His purpose was obviously to pin the crime on Pei Shao.
The moment the topic turned