Towards mid-July, Haicheng is enjoying great sunshine, but this brilliance has never penetrated the Song family. Huipi has been facing a crisis for more than half a month, with constant negative news, a long-lasting tug-of-war and insufficient funds. However, the war without smoke does not know when to stop.

In the conference room on the top floor, just after a meeting was over, department managers and supervisors left one after another, but they were all frowning. And the atmosphere is more depressing and depressing, people are about to suffocate.

After the high-level left, a slim figure appeared at the door of the conference room.

Song Xiangyi wore a simple lady's...