"I guess you didn't come here just to have tea."
Yan Zhan touched his forehead, a smile bearing the unique charm of a mature man.
"Of course, I came to add to your trouble."
Emperor Quan let out a cold laugh, took another drag of his cigarette, pinched the butt between his fingers, and raised his eyebrows.
"Right. If it doesn't bother you, it will bother him."
"Sharp man! Today, I am indeed here to bring you Quan's Enterprise data on orders!"
Yan Zhan curled his lip in self-mockery, opened his briefcase, and slowly drew out a stack of related data, moving it in front of Emperor Quan.
Emperor Quan's expression remained cool, not looking through the data immediately, but staring unblinkingly at him.
"Did he send you?"
Yan Zhan's expression did not change, locking eyes with him, not speaking right away.
