C26 Decline

Han Group, Conference Room.

Han Chuyan sat in the main seat with a gloomy face, his slender fingers flipping through the design drafts in front of him from time to time. Every time he looked at them, his brows would tighten, causing the designers to be so nervous that they didn't even dare to breathe.

Suddenly, Han Chuyan fiercely threw that pile of blueprints to the middle of the table