101 Chapter One Hundred

In an office with a view of the city right beneath their feet an old man sat alone looking through paperwork piled up high above his head. His expression was neutral and his appearance was neat and tidy, his speed was never too fast or too slow as he carefully looked over each report given to him. The man was stern and serious, making any who laid eyes upon him fidget and became conscious of their appearance. Zhou Jian Kong doesn't even take his eyes off his work when someone knocked on the door to his office, "Enter." Wan Xu Xing entered with another stack of papers, he pushed up his glasses which only hid hints of his exhaustion.