C419 Despise Such a Self

Gu Group.

An intimidating low pressure spread out from the CEO's office. Those who passed by the door didn't even dare to raise their heads, fearing that they would be affected by the person's anger.

Gu Xiyan stood in front of the French window, his entire body emitting a chilling aura.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, and the floor was littered with crushed cigarette butts