Inside the car, it was eerily quiet. Liang Jingchuan sat in the back seat and kept his eyes fixed on the scenery outside the car window, not letting a single pedestrian slip past him. He desperately wanted to find a face that matched his past memories among those people.
However, he was disappointed again and again.
Just like the disappointment he had felt all these years, he did not feel sad at all at this moment. He seemed to be numb to it.
"Boss, are we really going to cancel the upcoming work arrangements?" As Zhang Yang was driving, he could not help but try to persuade her."The recent work arrangements are very important for the future development of the group. If you are not here ..."
"Without me, will jingling collapse?" In the car, Liang Jingchuan's voice was suddenly heard, and it was so cold that it sent chills down one's spine.
