Zhao Xuan chuckled awkwardly, "No, that won't happen... Let me tell you how President Song got injured. I wasn't with him today, so I don't know the exact details, but he was stuffed into a sack and dumped at the company's entrance."
Gu Dai's brows furrowed, her voice distant, "A sack?"
Zhao Xuan nodded.
Gu Dai, lowering her gaze, murmured, "I'll step out for a moment."
Zhao Xuan panicked, thinking his explanation would make Gu Dai stay, but she was still leaving.
He called out, "Miss Gu..."
"I'll be back soon," Gu Dai said before hurrying off to an internet café.
Gu Dai gazed at the dense code on the webpage. In no time, she figured everything out, cleared the records, and walked out of the internet café. Then, she made a phone call to Meng Chuan.
Meng Chuan didn't answer, possibly busy, so Gu Dai called Meng Zhi.