In such a big office, the atmosphere was a little quiet. Jin Yanchen leaned back on his office chair, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Ah Dao stood respectfully in front of him, and on one side of the sofa sat Ye Wansheng


    "how about it? Did you find out? " Jin Yanchen''s voice was low and his face was tired. It''s almost half a month since the banquet, but Ruan Xihan''s whereabouts still have no progress. He even played the trump card of soybean milk C.R., but in the end, there was still no result


    "not yet." Ah Dao bowed his head with shame on his face. It was supposed to be a matter that could be solved quickly, but he has not been able to solve it until now. I lost not only my own face, but also the whole C.R. ace and the third master''s face


    "what''s wrong?" Jin Yanchen''s face was not surprised at all. He tapped his fingers on the table. With a dignified look on his face, he couldn''t even play the C.R. trump card? Is the other side too strong, or is he too weak