123 Rotten Advice

In front of the office, stood Zhang Xin. 

After jumping out of his warm, comfy bed, crossing all the red lights along the road in haste, haphazardly parking his car, he rushed up Li complex straight to the President's office, now awaiting his Boss's arrival by the door. 

His hair was disheveled, his appearance untidy, his eyes sleep-deprived. Despite everything, he managed to pull out a stoic face. 

Li Luxian arrived in no time, his grim expressions was a promise of torture for Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin's face twitched.

'Just, why he had to forward that email to Boss? He thought that now that Boss stayed the night at his parents, it would be easily ignored. But who knew...his Boss behavior had been so unpredictable lately.'

Zhang Xin respectfully pulled open the door for his Boss. Internally he prepared his poor soul for what was to come.

"Is there anyone left in the office?"