"I think you'd be perfect as an ox head or horse face," Ye Gushen's voice was icy. "Hurry up and find someone!"
"Boss, give me a few more days..." Lin Shang jogged off, but kept looking back at him.
"I'll give you a hundred minutes!"
"Really... Thank you, Boss!" Lin Shang turned around and ran faster. If he didn't hurry, those hundred minutes would be gone!
After Ye Gushen left, he went straight to Su Zui's office building.
The office, naturally, was extremely luxurious with an elegant nanmu wood desk. The paintings on the walls were from various countries, and the lavish decorations really didn't fit Su Zui's aesthetic at all.
"I'm planning to redecorate! It won't be so gaudy!" Su Zui looked at Ye Gushen's cold, handsome face. "Is Zong Zheng dead?"
"No," Ye Gushen sat down opposite him. "Shouldn't you be more interested in the people he was trading with?"
