"Bang!"

Sheng Lingyao raised his head from the pile of documents, looked at someone who was full of resentment, and looked at the still shaking door, frowning with displeasure.

Palace King bumped a stack of thick folders in front of him and slumped down on an expensive leather sofa.

His feet overlapped on the coffee table, and the exaggerated wail asked Xiaozhang to bring him a cup of coffee.

Chapter has become accustomed to his shock every time he comes, silently telling the Secretary to make two cups of coffee.

Sheng Lingyao picked up the folder and slowly pulled out a large stack of thick reports from it.

Gong Jing...