Chapter 272: Why Isn't Lin Chuan Arrested? (Please Subscribe)
On a chilly winter night,
one could lift their eyes to see a pale, almost transparent layer of blue and purple gauze stretched across the sky, deep and wide, with scattered stars set within, while silvery moonlight draped over the mountains below, like a serene and mystical painting.
A city with dimmed lights.
Home to the Morgan Group's Asia-Pacific Branch.
A brand-new office, its core area dominated by a black solid wood desk, with a surface so smooth and flat it almost reflected the face of Yu Qin sitting beside it, very cold.
As for the rest, the coffee table, tea sets, plants, wall-mounted art, and so on were all absent.
The air still carried a slightly stale odor.
Clearly, this office had just been put into use.
As for the reason,
the original office could no longer be used.
Tap tap tap.
Lucas, sitting in a wheelchair, slapped the armrest furiously and cursed, "A bunch of trash!"