Elder Sang's letter

President Shi Ti paused. He was on the verge of losing his temper. It was as if his anger was forcibly being held down by someone's hand.

"Elder Sang?"

Shi Ti uttered incredulously and frowned.

Seeing his frowned eyebrows, Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat.

No way.

The letter from the old man Sang was his best insurance.

'If the letter can't calm Master President down, and the two of them didn't have any close friendship before, what should I do then?'

'Is it true that the nasty old man really tried to give me a hard time, and the letter was intended to sell me out?'

'No!'

'It's impossible for him to sell both of us out. Even though it's possible for him to sell me out, the nasty old man is definitely unwilling to sell out my junior sister, who is so cute and lovely.'

Xu Xiaoshou hesitated for a moment before he confirmed, "Yes, it's Elder Sang."