That is to say, if it weren't for some special reasons, Mingyue shouldn't have been sold at all.
Was someone eyeing the fat piece of meat that Changda was planning to spit out?
When Xu Zhilin pulled away from his office chair, he suddenly realized his palms were sweating.
It was terrifying.
Had he inadvertently gotten involved with some secret of the company's higher-ups?
Suddenly, a voice came up to his ear, saying, "Since you know now, you're on this ship of thieves too, and from now on, you won't be able to escape."
Xu Zhilin turned his head abruptly and saw Qiu Wenduo's face.
Under the fluorescent light, Qiu Wenduo's face became slightly blurred. Undoubtedly, the gentle to the point of timid features instantly twisted in the light, like that of a crocodile.
Xu Zhilin was so frightened that he almost slid off the office chair.
Qiu Wenduo immediately grabbed him, raising his eyebrows, "What's the matter with you? Did you drink the same coffee as Commissioner Tang?"
