LC Building, President's Office...
After a busy night, not many things were actually dealt with. Recently, LC has been facing heavyweight opponents, not only highly competitive but also adept at playing dirty tricks.
Again, someone reported LC secretly, seemingly intending to use this to eliminate them as a competitor.
However, LC has never been one to be trifled with, especially with Lu Zhanbei, the cold-faced god of death, at the helm. No matter how big the danger, it can be solved easily.
Even though this matter is significant and involves Gu Qianqian's elder brother, Lu Zhanbei remains calm and unruffled...
Meticulously finishing the last document on his desk, Lu Zhanbei just put down his pen and rubbed the sides of his forehead when the office door was suddenly slammed open: "President... Madam was injured and sent to the hospital!"
Madam?
