"Wait for me. I will wash my face and then tell you what happened," said Zhai Heng. He indeed looked quite awful. Seeing this, Han Ruochen nodded, and the man hurried over to the gents, where he splashed cold water on his face. Only then did he feel a bit better. Once he started to feel better, he turned around on his feet and then walked out of the washroom. His face was dripping wet. "I owe you for the second time. I have to thank you for what happened today; if not for your help, I am sure that I would have missed this meeting. I am sincerely indebted to you. There is no way I can ever repay you."
