Hearing deliberately light footsteps, he opened his eyes and stared at the visitors coldly.

Looked at by his eyes, the woman was more frightened and lighter. "Mr. Ye, there is a meeting waiting for you."

He got up, glanced at the ropes scattered on the ground, and went out with his feet up.

In a closed room, all people wear masks. They don't want their faces to be exposed. Once they know who they are and where they are in society, they may cause trouble for themselves.

As middle-level managers of the organization, they enjoy more rights, and of course they value life more. It took Ye Nianmo four years...