The loud voice caused both police officers to tremble slightly, their heads bowed in silence.
Ye Che glanced at them sideways, then stood up from the sofa, pushed open the door, and left the office. Just as he reached the elevator, a man appeared beside him.
Without looking, Ye Che knew who was standing beside him. With a slight curl of his thin lips, he mocked, "Apart from spreading rumors occasionally, or sending some jumping clowns to Yedi to stir up trouble, President Xu, are these all the tricks up your sleeve?"
Xu Zhiye pushed up his glasses. He had known for a while about Shasha's exposure. Ye Che probably didn't pursue the matter, most likely for Xia Weiyi's sake.
So, he wasn't surprised, and said indifferently, "Young Master Ye carries quite an air about him, as if nothing could ever bring you down."
"However, I still have a secret weapon... potent enough to take your life..."
