In the Lushan Branch Bureau, a large brightly lit conference room, was filled with many people.
Ding Xiongwei, carrying a notebook and with a stern expression, quickly walked toward the meeting room. The leaders were about to arrive. As he was about to enter the conference room, he saw a figure standing against the wall, with hands in his pockets, gazing into the distance. The figure looked as lonely as a tree.
Upon seeing Ding Xiongwei, the figure locked eyes with him for a few seconds before finally lowering his gaze.
Ding Xiongwei let out a sigh, annoyed by his passivity, he cleared his throat.
You Mingxu immediately looked back up at him.
The mentor and his apprentice, who had had numerous confrontations, Ding Xiongwei glanced at the back door of the conference room. You Mingxu understood his meaning and nodded. Then, with a serious expression, he walked briskly into the conference room.
