Not a worker here
De L'amour's thirty-story building stood in the heart of Imperial like a tiny chest piece around the bigger buildings. It was dark with tinted windows and gave an air of gloominess as it was not eye-catching.
However, despite its outer appearance, the inside was bright and luxurious.
It was like stepping out from the dark and entering the light.
As the 24 employees inside continue with their work, on the 30th floor, Yue Ling sat idly inside her office. She leans toward her desk and her left elbow rest on top as her chin rest on her palm.
Her head was looking ahead, but her eyes were lower and she stares at the opened black folder in front of her.
Liu Shan had gathered all the information needed on the specific people still in An Qing.