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Zhao Corporation.
President's office.
Zhao Yuefei's pretty face was icy cold, her black stockings and long legs were crossed as always, exuding elegance. However, subtle changes in her expression showed that her heart was not at peace at the moment.
Sitting opposite her was a long-haired man in his thirties, wearing rimless glasses, tall and slender with a scholarly elegance.
He was none other than the Martial Arts Bureau's second-in-command, Ye Longchen.
Not yet thirty, he had secured the position of deputy head among the many talents of the Martial Arts Bureau, proof of his capabilities.
"Deputy Head Ye, you come to my company with a special mandate, bypass other places, and insist on searching my office. What exactly do you mean by this?" Zhao Yuefei was clearly displeased.
At that moment, nearly a hundred men and women were frantically searching the office.
Some of these people were from the Commerce Department.
Some were from the Medical Department.
