After lunch, with no classes in the afternoon, Wei Anning and Yan Nanfei went their separate ways. Anning went to a famous afternoon tea restaurant in the city center to pick up some desserts and then took a taxi to the Di'ao Group.
The taxi stopped below the Di'ao Group building. She paid the fare, pushed open the car door to get out, and stood at the side of the road, looking up at the skyscraper soaring into the clouds.
The silver-gray facade was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, thrusting into the heavens.
For fifty years, this skyscraper had symbolized the Di'ao Group's unshakeable position in Beicheng.
The blinding sunlight shone through the gaps between the buildings, causing her to squint her eyes, her expression incredibly somber.
