In a plain-looking official residence in Stronghold 31 of the Kong Consortium, a group of people in military uniforms were waiting outside the main hall. All of them were holding a document in their hands, as if waiting to give a report on their work.
They were standing outside the main hall and staring at the mahogany-colored wooden door in front of them. The room inside was completely soundproofed by this thick wooden door.
The officers were standing there solemnly even though some chairs had been placed outside for them to sit on. However, it was a little special today. Because of the incident in Luoyang City, the boss was in a very bad mood, so no one outside dared to sit down.
At this moment, a young man walked in from outside the official residence. When he saw the others standing around, he smiled and looked for the butler. "How many bowls of rice did the boss eat today?"
