In the office, Zhou Bowen was dead gray, sitting in a luxurious leather chair, motionless.

Opposite him, there is Zhou Group, with about twenty senior executives.

Everyone was silent and pale.

"President... We..." Vice President Zhou Bowen looked at it and did not know how to go on.

Zhou Bowen's eyes were as dull as death.

He waved weakly to the crowd, lay quietly in his chair and closed his eyes.

The vice president sighed, looked at the crowd, and took the lead out of Zhou Bowen's office.

Others, too, followed him and went out.

After the crowd went out, Zhou Bowen suddenly stood up and went mad, smashing everything...