"Kids these days are really insane." The doctors expressed their annoyance at Shui Anluo once again.
Meanwhile, a nervous air spread throughout the Chu Group's director's office.
Chu Ningyi was seated behind a writing desk as he lifted his head to look at the so-called elites before him.
"I had given you half a month for one plan and this is the answer that you give me?" Chu Ningyi's tone was indifferent but the people in front of him know that he was in a state of extreme dissatisfaction.
"Director Chu, Soaring Distance Technologies has suffered great deficits over the past few years and An Jiahui had emptied a substantial amount of funds. Besides, An Jiahui also placed a few useless employees in Soaring Distance Technologies so it's now an empty shell. It's impossible to revive it."
