92 Virtual Reality

Inside a finely decorated office, a robust man with thick eyebrows sat in an office chair as his fingers tapped on the desk. In his other hand, he was flipping through a thick stack of resumes.

_Dang! Dang! Dang!_

“Enter,” the man with the thick eyebrows said in a deep tone.

“Brother Zhang, I’ve done the thing that you asked of me.” Wu Yi gently opened the door and carefully entered. He then stood, panicked, in front of the desk.

Although it was not his first time meeting Shadow’s person-in-power, Zhang Luowei, he still felt an intense pressure every time they met. He was always scared and on edge whenever he spoke with this person.