"Fortunately, everything is in accordance with Brother Han's instructions, no reckless actions."
"This is the current distribution of forces in the Capital City and personnel situation; Brother Han, please have a look." Lin Hao placed a document on the Glazed Terrace and then took out a leather pouch.
"This is the matter you instructed me to investigate, everything is here."
After Lin Hao left, Pei Qinghan poured a glass of red wine, slowly savoring it, and sat on the sofa, flipping through the materials.
The hotel attendant delivered lunch at noon; Pei Qinghan ate and took a nap. The sleep on the plane last night was not stable, so this nap was exceptionally deep, waking only at four in the afternoon.
The sound of knocking came from the door.
Pei Qinghan's voice was somewhat hoarse, "Come in."
Fu Bai pushed the door open, carrying a cup of warm water and handing over the pills: "Brother Han, it's time to take your medicine; you forgot to take it in the morning."
