At 1:30 PM, Han Yu was picked up by Ma Jintao and brought back to the station.
He didn't see Director Xu, nor Old Zhang. As soon as he boarded the dunship, under the command of Li Weiguo, he returned to the dormitory to catch some sleep since they would be providing armed escort at night.
Another night of staying up to sail; he had to sleep even if he couldn't.
He drew the curtains and burrowed into the blankets to squint for a while, and unexpectedly, he really fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already 5:30 PM.
As he picked up his toothbrush cup and towel, preparing to wash up, he saw Old Qian and his senior sister moving things onto the big 001.
"What's up, Uncle Qian?"
"We're preparing supper and breakfast for tomorrow for you all. The dishes are all cooked, and the rice cooker is brought aboard too; you'll heat it yourselves when the time comes."
Not only did they need to escort the passenger liner away but also bring it back.
