C18 There's a Problem with the Painting
Six o'clock in the afternoon.
On the 18th floor of the Dihao Entertainment, Cao Sheng's office.
Chen Kai was leisurely sitting in the boss's chair with his legs crossed on the table. He was eating a small piece of melon that the pretty lady beside him had brought to his mouth.
In a battle of hundreds of people, Chen Kai did not feel tired. Instead, he felt comfortable all over