Hua Ying asked unusually calmly, not needing anyone to answer.

She laughed at herself.

"Whether or not you know doesn’t matter anymore."

Hua Ying had completely lost hope in her father.

She had always known about her father’s favoritism, but never thought he would introduce a murderer to her.

Even if he didn’t know, at the very least he knew Hua Ying wasn’t willing.

This was also the point that made Hua Ying lose hope.

Jiang Cheng and the others didn’t offer any comfort; it wasn’t appropriate to comment on someone else’s family affairs.

There was still a night left before getting off the train.

They had entered the southern territory by now.

Traveling from north to south, they watched the frost on the windows gradually decrease, and the scenery transition from rugged to gentle.

One by one, they took off their heavy coats.

Their luggage at this point was much more than when they first got on the train, but fortunately, they had brought extra bags.

Jiang Cheng and the others used burlap sacks to crudely pack the heavy clothes.

The only meticulous point was wrapping the heavy clothes in plastic before stuffing them into the sacks.

On the last night on the train, Hua Ying seemed to have figured something out and was willing to talk to people.

She was also heading to Yang City.

Hua Ying was a translator by profession, and the Yang City Trade Fair was a very large and important event.

A lot of foreign businessmen would attend, so there was a great demand for translators.

Translators from every city who were selected were probably on their way.

"Where are you staying?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and said, "I don’t know yet."

"I see... Then you need to be mentally prepared, accommodations will be very tight."

Hua Ying had attended previous trade fairs, so she had some understanding of the situation.

"There will be a lot of people in Yang City, not just us, but many sellers are coming too, and the guesthouses and hotels will be full."

"It’s not an exaggeration to say that even the corridors are occupied."

Seeing Hua Ying’s understanding, Jiang Cheng asked her a few more things.

She learned that Hua Ying had been assigned there, so someone would arrange accommodations for them.

In theory, Jiang Cheng was also assigned, so Director Leng should arrange it.

But the only change was she didn’t come alone.

She couldn’t leave Gao Zhonghua and Li Chunxiang behind.

So, they would figure it out when they got there.

After chatting a bit more, they rested.

The clattering train continued to move forward, and Jiang Cheng had slowly gotten used to the rhythm, almost treating it as a sleep aid.

Early the next morning, Gao Zhonghua brought back breakfast, and after the four of them had their fill in the compartment, the train stopped at 11:37.

Packed with luggage, Jiang Cheng was full of ambition and confidence.

"Comrades, first step to Yang City, get off the train!"

The four of them got off with the flow of the crowd.

The moment they got off the train, the four northerners felt a different temperature.

Hua Ying showed Jiang Cheng and the others where the bus stop was, then pointed at a newsstand and said, "You can buy a map there, it shows how to take the bus and the addresses of hotels."

"Okay, thank you, we wish you all the best."

After Hua Ying nodded and agreed, she left the train station alone with her bag.

Jiang Cheng walked towards the newsstand, not only buying a map but also several different newspapers to understand the local situation.

"Sister-in-law."

Jiang Cheng, who was looking at the map, raised her head.

Gao Zhonghua took out a note, handed it to Jiang Cheng, and said, "Master Shen said if we can’t find a place to stay, we should go here."

Jiang Cheng took a look and asked, "Whose house is it?"

"It’s Master Shen’s, sort of."

"Sort of?"

Jiang Cheng asked, and Gao Zhonghua scratched his head and explained, "The house belongs to a comrade who sacrificed himself. He didn’t leave any family, and before he died, he entrusted the house to Master Shen, but Master Shen didn’t want it."

With just a few words, the note in Jiang Cheng’s hand felt a bit heavier.

"I got it. I’ll make a phone call first, then we’ll go find a place to stay."

"Director Leng told me they always stay at Guangcheng Guesthouse. We’ll go there first."

After making the decision, the three of them found a place near the train station to call home and let them know they were safe.

After the brief call home, Jiang Cheng hung up.

After hanging up, the three found the suitable bus route and took three transfers to reach Guangcheng Guesthouse.

There was no need to go inside to know it was crowded.

Because the guesthouse aunties were handling the paperwork outside the door.

Jiang Cheng looked and said, "You guys wait here, I’ll go find Director Leng, but chances are we won’t be staying here."

After saying that, Jiang Cheng crossed the street and went into the guesthouse.

As soon as she entered, the smell of people hit her face.

That summer smell, crowded and with no ventilation.

Jiang Cheng listened carefully and heard someone speaking with a Northeastern accent, so she went directly over to ask if Director Leng was there.

"Here! And you are?"

"I’m the translator transferred here, looking for Director Leng to report."

"Oh, a translator... Just go sign in with the person in the blue shirt, Director Leng doesn’t have time."

Jiang Cheng acknowledged with a nod and left, first registering, and after registering, she went upstairs to the second floor.

The guesthouse wasn’t very big, and she quickly found Director Leng in one of the rooms.

"Director Leng!"

"Director Leng!"

Jiang Cheng raised her voice a bit, and the busy Director Leng inside furrowed his brows and turned around.

His eyebrows rarely relaxed.

"Jiang Cheng!"

"Director Leng."

Jiang Cheng came in, and Director Leng approached and shook hands.

"When did you arrive?"

"Just got here."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jiang Cheng quickly got to the point.

"You came with three people?"

"Yes, my family was worried."

Seeing Director Leng with a troubled expression, Jiang Cheng continued, "Don’t worry, we’ll take care of our own accommodation. I just need to know the schedule."

Director Leng was indeed troubled.

Even though Jiang Cheng was a translator, she was outstanding at it.

Before she came, he had received a call from Director Mu in Sea City, hinting at wanting to recruit her.

He didn’t want to let Jiang Cheng go.

But there were no beds available now.

The corridors were full!

"Jiang Cheng, I’ll give you a schedule, the trade fair opens in four days, and there’s a special team to lead the translators with a brief training."

As he spoke, Director Leng found the schedule for Jiang Cheng.

"Take this, and once you confirm a place to stay, let me know... The phone number of the nearby post and telecommunications office is here....

Director Leng wrote the number and said, "Leave a message there, I’ll check every night to see if there are any calls."

"In any case, let’s stay in good contact."

Jiang Cheng agreed to everything, taking the phone number, schedule, and the proof of entrance to the venue, and left the guesthouse.

After coming out of the guesthouse, Jiang Cheng didn’t leave immediately. Instead, she took a national food ticket and walked to the auntie at the guesthouse entrance.

Under the watchful eyes of the auntie, the food ticket in Jiang Cheng’s hand fell to the ground.

The auntie looked down in surprise, and Jiang Cheng exclaimed in fluent Cantonese.

"Oh, sister, your food ticket fell!"

Guesthouse auntie: My? Food ticket?

Jiang Cheng picked up the food ticket and handed it to the auntie, saying, "You must hold it tight."

The auntie with the food ticket in her hand chuckled, grabbed Jiang Cheng’s hand, and said, "Yes, yes, must hold it tight."

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng smiled even more, holding the guesthouse auntie’s hand and chatting away.