In front of the full-length glass windows of KL Group on the eighth floor.
Shawn Clegg was lazily leaning against the lavish velvet curtains, scrutinizing every single person in the long, snake-like queue below using a telescope.
All of a sudden, he put aside the telescope and opened his mouth. His voice was naturally lazy but crispy, "A girl with long hair over by the ornamental fountain. You can interview her in advance."
When he looked back, an enchanting charm could be seen in his countenance which potentially mirrored the beauty of the entire universe.
The Clegg family's third son, Shawn Clegg.
In public media's words, although he could have relied on his family's wealth to make a living, he chose to work hard instead; even though he could easily use his handsome looks to earn a living, he insisted on relying on his actual abilities.
