C35 Don't Go

Yan Qingzhou was lying on his bed, blowing on the air conditioner. He sent the company's future plans on his mobile phone to his secretary. After he finished planning, Yan Qingzhou's body relaxed. He could now rest for a while.

Just as he was thinking, a knock came from the door.

Yan Qingzhou puzzledly opened the door and discovered that it was actually the landlord of their rented house