"I'm not sure if Q is a member of the club, but as the world's number one hacker, his IQ must be high. I've searched for him for years and it's been fruitless. So today, I must come here and try my luck. I hope I won't be let down today."
The middle-aged man nodded, "I hope your wishes are fulfilled."
...
Inside another private room, a man wore a pure black suit and a beige jacket. He sat quietly in front of the window.
His emerald eyes were clear like glass as his gaze was fixated on the entrance door downstairs. The steam from his teacup rolled up and dissipated as it reached his eyes. He was as beautiful as a painting.
His friend, who sat across from him, asked, "The person you're waiting for still hasn't arrived?"
The man nodded.
His friend asked again, "You're here just to meet up with her? You don't want to poach some talents?"
The man was speechless.
The friend inquired yet again, "Someone who's been on your mind?"
