“Hello, I am…” The call connected and Xia Lei hesitated before he used German. “I am Lukas. Where are you?” 

Annina’s voice, full of excitement, came from the phone, “You finally admit that you’re Lukas, you liar.” 

Xia Lei bit the bullet. “Where are you?” 

“I think I’m in a hotel called Hai-Zhu International. I’m on the sixth floor, room 508,” came Annina’s voice. 

“Wait for me. I’ll be right there.” Xia Lei hung up. 

Ten minutes later, Xia Lei drove to Hai-Zhu International Hotel and took the lift to the sixth floor. 

He walked out of the lift to see two blonde-haired, blue-eyed Germans walking towards him in the corridor. One was the German businessman interpreter and the other was a businessman who had placed an order with Thunder Horse Manufacturing. Xia Lei recognised them both. The interpreter was Andreas and the businessman was Leo, the owner of a retail brand in Munich. 

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