Leng Youchen didn't even flutter an eyelash as he, with his slender fingers holding a cigarette, picked up the phone to dial the intercom, "Inform the HR department that General Manager Leng has damaged valuable property in the president's office and have him compensate at market price."
Leng Yanbo stared at Leng Youchen in disbelief, "Leng Youchen, you're ruthless!"
Having said that, he left with disordered steps.
Leng Youchen watched his retreating figure with an indifferent gaze, a hint of cold laughter flashed across the depths of his eyes, chilling to the bone. Can't stand this much? Then how will you bear the blows to come?
The black Audi drove smoothly on the road, with Wei Anning leaning her head against the glass window, staring blankly at the streetscapes flying by outside, while Leng Youchen's cold and cruel words echoed in her ears.
