Director Li coughed twice, then waved at the staff members.
The staff members got the hint, and soon, the tightly closed room door opened, and a small matchstick was passed inside.
Wen Qiao saw this and immediately ran over in three large strides, covering the distance of two steps each.
The staff member admonished them, "Cherish this well. If it goes out again, even bringing President Fu's father here won't help you."
Before Wen Qiao had the chance to nod, Qi Ming darted over from the corner and grabbed the staff member's hand.
"Since we're already here, just let us out directly. Why bother with this unnecessary 'Escape Room' activity?"
The staff member coldly shook off Qi Ming's hand and said, "Dream on."
After a pause, he added, "You and the other three regulars all have different tasks to do. Some are responsible for finding food, some for finding shelter, and others for arranging your transport."
Wen Qiao's eyelid twitched as she asked, "And what are we responsible for?"
