C99 Disorder

It snowed all night until the next morning, and the snow buried the ankles. Chi Yichen stepped on the snow without any hesitation. Instead of saying that he was bold, it was better to say that his soul was not on him at all.

"Director Chi? Are you listening?" A careful inquiry interrupted Chi Yichen's thoughts. He came back to his senses. He saw a fat face with a greasy face in front of him