Zhang Hui's lips curled up and she sneered, "This kind of wild chicken who wants to fly up to the branch and become a Phoenix needs to be taught a good lesson. You don't have to worry about anything, just leave this to Mom."
...
On the 48th floor of the Feng Corporation building, on the floor reserved for the President.
In the huge President's office, the black-and-white and gray furniture looked a little dull, but the two pots of green plants in the corner still had some vitality.
In front of the desk, the man in a black suit had a cold and arrogant expression. There was no expression on his handsome face, and there was a sense of alienation and coldness between his brows.
