Half an hour ago, Room 5042.
Qu Yi, feeling anxious, knocked on the door, and the person who opened it was a disheveled young man. Tall and thin, with pale skin, he looked as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
"Mr. Wen, I am Qu Yi. I hope I can help you with your troubles," Qu Yi introduced herself sincerely.
"Welcome," Mr. Wen smiled and stepped aside.
After entering the room, Qu Yi noticed that this room was slightly bigger than her own. The dark curtains completely covered the windows, and the only source of light was a dim desk lamp.
Apart from the basic furniture and living essentials, the most eye-catching item was the large desk against the wall, on which sat an old, bulky computer.
Due to age, the white shell of the computer had turned yellow. Under the light of the lamp, she could also see a computer mouse, a keyboard, and an open blank notebook on the desk.