Qu Jianlei didn't dwell on the issue with the cameras and mimicked the action of opening the wardrobe locker.
Inside this wardrobe locker, there was pitifully little; just a small package, not much bigger than a wallet.
Qu Jianlei grabbed the small package and tucked it into his coat, then nonchalantly turned around and left.
When he reached the entrance to the cloakroom, he handed the wristband back to the attendant, marking the end of this task.
He wasn't in a hurry to leave and instead walked up to the second floor again.
Unfortunately, his previous seat was now occupied by two men and two women, and the small plate of untouched nuts had been pushed to the table's edge.
Are they trying to test my temperament? Qu Jianlei couldn't help but speculate.
But sorry, I really don't have the mood to play along with you! He picked up his wine glass and walked over to an empty table on the other side.
