C225 Undercurrent Surge

The next day, Wei Qing sat in his office. In front of him was a piece of corresponding information, which was about Lu Yonghao.

He asked the secretary to pour him a cup of coffee. He hadn't slept well last night and he was in a bad mental state. While he drank the coffee, he opened the corresponding file and began to read it slowly.

He never thought that Lu Yonghao really wasn't a fuerdai