How was Gu Nianzhi able to attend such a monumental event? Judging from her position in the photo, which certainly did not seem low, it way exceeded the usual treatment for interns.
Huo Shaoheng leaned against the door without any expression. Holding a cigarette in his hand and watching the butt of the cigarette burn, he felt his heart burn inside as well. However, on the surface he still had the same impassive expression.
With his Bluetooth headset on, he listened to the staff doing dispatches and scheduling, still in a tense state of high alert. At this time, no matter how what he saw made him feel inside, all he could do was to suppress his anger and patiently complete his work at hand before getting to the bottom of it.
Huo Shaoheng closed his eyes, slowly exhaled a breath of cigarette smoke, and stopped his train of thought from further diverging in order to focus his attention on the downtown area.
