Urban Dark Lord

A while later, Wang Zheng turned around and opened the door of an old model Passat. He started the car and sped away.,Chu Zhaonan was sitting in his office chair flipping through financial reports. Recently, he had been very concerned about financial matters; the company's statements were reported daily and needed to be compiled into special analysis reports.,Hearing this, Ci Zhao Nan felt as if all strength had been drained from him.。