C94 Fingerprint Check

In the director's office on the 18th floor of Xinmu, Mu Yan stood in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the traffic at the International Finance Center, feeling the hustle and bustle.

Ann Mei brought a cup of Blue Mountain coffee to his office, and the sound of her high heels took back Mu Yan's thoughts. He looked back at Ann Mei and said calmly