Soon after, the woman screamed, tossed aside by the man, sprawled ignominiously on the ground.
"Come in."
A suppressed and icy voice rang out.
The door opened, and an assistant in a suit and leather shoes walked in, handing over a document directly in front of him.
Seemingly accustomed to such scenes, he completely ignored it, pretending he had seen nothing.
The man seated in the chair tugged at his tie, a dark aggression looming in his delicate and fair visage, his whole being exuded a paranoid and gloomy aura.
The assistant couldn't help but shiver.
Ever since Qinghai returned, ever since they lost that crucial USB containing secrets, Li Tingze had become increasingly moody and irritable day by day.
After all, it was like a ticking time bomb, now it was a race against time.
If someone discovered the secrets inside that USB first, everything would be terribly wrong.
