Lu Qing, coming back to his senses, only just noticed that the coffee beside his arm had gone cold.
"Take it and heat it up."
A fleeting hint of surprise crossed the assistant's face, and with a wandering gaze, he quickly picked up the coffee, placed it on the tray, and walked out briskly.
"Isn't Mr. Lu usually averse to cold coffee? Yet he asked me to reheat it. Seems like Mr. Lu's mental pressure is much greater than I had anticipated lately."
Lu Qing didn't have much to say, yet he knew better than anyone that there was definitely a mole, and he had suspected others more than once. However, the extra two hundred thousand in the bank account couldn't be traced further, as it led to an overseas account that was closed the day after the transfer.
