Inside the Marriott Hotel.
Xu Yun woke up to find his phone had fallen to the side, its battery dead.
He got out of bed and rubbed his lower back. It was a little sore.
It must have been from the strenuous day-and-night activity over the past two days. He'd lost a bit of his Vitality.
'Sigh. I've been too indulgent, way too indulgent.'
'I need to practice some restraint, can't be grinding so hard!'
After washing his face and getting dressed, Xu Yun picked up the money Li Jinshu had left on the bedside table the night before and went downstairs.
After settling the bill and checking out at the front desk, he had 130 yuan left.
It was a good thing he had that 130 yuan. Otherwise, with his phone dead, he would've had no way to get a ride.
Xu Yun went to the roadside, hailed a taxi to the bar from last night, found his car, and drove toward the office.
It was destined to be another day of being late.
