Qin's building.
On the first floor lobby, this time there is a lot of Qin staff around here.
The layout in the hall is a mess.
The rest area and the front desk is in a mess. Even the extremely valuable nine-story glass display lamp in Qin's building, which Qin Xiao bought at sky-high prices, has been smashed and the ground is covered with glass fragments.
Hundreds of headquarters staff surrounded and dare not go forward.
after all…
The means of these people just were too strange.
One of the old men turned to the light, and the light was blown up. Ordinary people dared to go forward.
In the middle of the crowd, there are five people.
Three of them, the staff are very familiar with them. It is Zhang Yonghe who has a bloody face in the morning and his two uncles.
As for the remaining two, the face is very strange, a man who seems to be about thirty years old, and an old man who looks 60 years old.