Urban Dark Lord

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.,"I'm sure you understand what I'm trying to say. From your expression, I've already figured everything out. You should have a pair of the same sunglasses.","What exactly are you trying to convey" Being stared at by Wang Zheng's hawk-like eyes made Ci Zhao Nan feel slightly disconcerted.。