C1003 Sunn Li Who Was Courting Death!

"Director Yih, Chairman Yih, this must be a misunderstanding..."

Sunn Li wiped his face, feeling the dampness on his palm and the sweat still clinging to his forehead. The mall's air conditioning was cranked up, so most people took off their jackets upon entering. Yet, he was breaking out in a cold sweat, his mind racing wildly.

Seeing him trying to bluff his way through with obvious insecurity