C122 Should We Continue to Hate Him?

Tang Ziyuan put his phone to the side. His eyes were a little dark and unclear. It was as if his entire body was covered in winter. The low pressure made the entire office terrifyingly cold.

When the secretary came in, he could not help but shiver.

"President Tang, I have a call. I want you to go back to the old house tonight. "

"Get out!"

Tang Ziyuan was in a bad mood