In the study on the second floor, Gu Chen and Zhang Chi were engrossed in examining the covert transactions and accounts managed by Gu Cheng.
"Did it already reach this extent three years ago?"
Zhang Chi drew in a breath of cold air.
If the Shen Fei Group was a giant commercial empire standing tall on the ground, then Gu Cheng's secret dealings beneath it could be likened to hidden reefs, casting a dark reflection in the form of a mountain range of shady business operations mirroring Shen Fei.
These documents sent a chill down Zhang Chi's spine as he read them.
Gu Chen stood with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, his upright silhouette emitted a hint of coldness.
"Gu Chen, what are you thinking?"
Zhang Chi, seeing his friend silent for a long while, felt somewhat stifled inside.
"I'm wondering if my parents' sudden misfortune was because they sensed something three years ago!"
