After sealing the documents, Ye Jiuliang stretched out his hand to open the drawer and took out a pair of black gloves, putting them on unhurriedly.
The specially made leather gloves felt cool against the skin as she wore them.
Xue Wu silently lowered his eyelashes, knowing that offending their Master Jiu was more terrifying than a category nine tornado.
"Master Jiu, what should we do with these two documents?"
Ye Jiuliang curled his lips into a smile, though it didn't reach his eyes, "Of course, deliver them to their rightful place."
Xue Wu looked up at her with a puzzled gaze.
"Make a few copies and send them to the hands of those few in the capital," Ye Jiuliang said as he grabbed the car keys and the two documents, striding out with straight legs.
His leisurely pace carried an air of sharpness.
It was time for the power structures of the capital to be reshuffled.
He would, albeit reluctantly, give it a little push.
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