He glanced at the elevator stopped on the forty-third floor and turned to open the door to the stairwell.
The Q Base members following close behind were dumbfounded.
"Brother Bai, what do we do?"
"What can we do? Follow Brother Jiu up the stairs," Bai Yuchen rolled up his sleeves, turned his head, and gave Xie Ding an apologetic smile, "Director Xie, you go up by elevator yourself. I'm going ahead."
Having said that, he squeezed into the stairwell and started climbing the stairs with Xi Jiu.
The other Q Base members quickly followed.
In less than two seconds, only Xie Ding was left by the elevator doors.
Xie Ding, nearing fifty: "..."
Young people these days are really hard to manage.
...
The twelfth floor.
Outside the Network Technology Hall, the bodyguards lay scattered haphazardly on the ground.
Ruan Qi sat in a wheelchair, protecting the injured Mo Lan behind her, her pretty face frosty as she eyed the remaining three bodyguards.
