Coveting

"Is cola good?"

For a moment, Old Ping did not know how to answer. Somewhat awkwardly, he stuffed the cola into the inner pocket of his coat.

He did not want to tell A Qing that the cola had appeared out of thin air, so he immediately changed the subject and told him about the damaged electronic screen in the Meeting Room.

"I wanted to go take a look, but that guy kept looking into the Security Room, so I didn't go. I stayed here watching..."

Old Ping told A Qing what he had discovered.

"They want the Authority Tool? What do they need that for?"

After listening to Old Ping, A Qing was equally confused.

"That thing is useless. What can Security Authority even do?" A Qing thought for a while but still could not figure out their purpose.

"Let's go take a look first. Old Ping, lock the door."

A Qing entered the Security Room, picked up the Authority Tool, and headed for the Meeting Room with Old Ping.

"Did anything else happen today, Old Ping?"

"No. It's just that Hu Le seemed a little strange."

"Why did you bring a can of cola? Trying something different?" A Qing was still very concerned about that can of cola.

"I grabbed it from the cafeteria. My hand got pinched while I was working earlier, so I used the cola to cool it down." Old Ping casually made up an excuse.

"Is it serious?" A Qing looked at Old Ping's hand with concern.

"It's nothing. No big deal."

"That's good."

"..."

Chatting like that, the two arrived at the door to the Meeting Room.

"If anything seems off later, don't show it directly. Pretend you don't know anything, then report it after we get out."

A Qing instructed Old Ping.