Hong Kong City in March is a new year. Everything is recovering and a new season is coming.

Morse's long-standing building stands between buildings, and the dark brown mirror wall looks particularly bright in the sunshine.

Chu Xiaoxin sat quietly in the office of the real estate development department, watching the appointment time coming, and he was leaving the company. Chu Xiaoxin frowned tightly, and the smoke from his fingertips was burning.

Intranet calls came from the secretary's announcement, "General Chu, it's time for the meeting, the top is rushing."

"I see." Chu answered with a laugh.

After a long time, I went to the conference room of the general...