"Is that so?" Xiao Yebai's tone was indifferent.
Mo Weiyi nodded, "My father told me to study hard, get my diploma, so I could help you in the company in the future. He even showed me the files from the Mo Family's recent years, but I couldn't understand them."
"What files?" Xiao Yebai's tone remained indifferent.
"They are le..." Mo Weiyi was in the middle of his sentence, and suddenly his face changed, "I've messed up, I left the USB flash drive with the files in my backpack, in the compartment. My father said those files were important and couldn't be seen by others. What should I do..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yebai had picked up his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number, "Rong An."
As he listened to Xiao Yebai instructing Rong An to retrieve the backpack from the compartment, Mo Weiyi hastily added, "Tell him to settle the bill for the compartment."
Xiao Yebai: "..."
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At nine o'clock in the evening, a loud thunder suddenly boomed outside the window.