C47 The rapid fall of the xia group

Xia Lei Teng was sweating profusely. He didn't expect that his conversation with his assistant would be recorded by the Cold Night Cultivator.

However, he would not be so stupid as to admit that it was his own words. "Director Leng, what do you mean by this?"

As if he had already expected that this crafty old man would not admit, Leng Ye Xiu calmly took out a document