"The boss is like this. A person who doesn't know where he comes from wants to be the leader of the flying car party. After a fight, he exposed me." Zhang Ning stood across from a desk and said cautiously.

there was silence in the office, only Zhang Ning's occasionally tense voice of swallowing saliva.

"well, I see. It's not your fault. Go on." After a long time, the white suit man sitting behind the desk opened his mouth.

"thank you, boss." Zhang Ning slowly walked out of the office door.

when Zhang Ning left the office, the man in white suit took out a cigar and cut it slowly....