C68 Tell Me the Truth

It was late autumn, and the wind was blowing.

Soong Yurui stood at the entrance of the Qin's Corporation and took a deep breath. He strode forward.

As expected, he was stopped when he reached the front desk.

The receptionist naturally knew Soong Yurui, so she was in a difficult position. However, Soong Yurui was not in a hurry at all. It was useless to be anxious