As he reached the door, Qian Long suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at Lin Wanqing with a smug expression, and said,
"Right, Director Lin, you better start packing your things. In three days, this office will be mine. I will move in immediately, and I hope by then you have cleared the place out for me, hahaha!"
Qian Long's triumphant laughter filled the entire office.
"Oh? Is that so? I'm afraid it's not necessarily the case!"
However, at that moment, a chilling voice came through.
Qian Long's laughter came to an abrupt halt, and the smile on his face froze as he stiffly turned his neck to look back.
He saw two familiar figures walking toward him down the hallway.
Especially the black-clad figure, which caused Qian Long's pupils to constrict, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
That black figure was none other than Chen Feng!
The other figure was naturally Wu Kun, who had gone to bring Chen Feng.
