C903 Playing with Fire and Self-destruction

"Come in!"

For some reason, Lu Zifeng could hear the relief in Qin Zijin's voice.

He pushed open the door and saw a man sitting on the chair opposite Qin Zijin. Lu Zifeng seemed to understand something.

This head looked familiar. This was the first feeling Lu Zifeng had when he entered the room.

Qin Zijin, who wore a light pink professional suit, leisurely sat on the chair behind the platform