In the company commander's office, smoke spiraled in the air. Xu Zilai sat behind his desk, his hand holding a Panda-brand cigarette that was now four-fifths burnt, leaving only a small stub.
In the ashtray in front of Xu Zilai, seven or eight cigarette butts had slowly accumulated. This ashtray had been emptied just that evening, and the presence of so many butts meant that Xu Zilai had been smoking them one after another.
At the moment, sitting on the couch in front of Xu Zilai were Second Young Master Lu and Guo Changqi. As for the man in the black suit, he stood behind Second Young Master Lu, watching the scene unfold before him without uttering a word.
The duty of the man in the black suit was to protect the safety of Second Young Master Lu. As for anything else, he would not concern himself nor intervene.
