C672 Like Satan

Ji Yueze looked at the slim figure in the rear-view mirror. His thin lips were pursed into a line. His deep eyes under the sunglasses were still as cold as ice.

He wanted to see what kind of tricks this woman was playing.

Ji Yueze had just arrived at the company when he saw a document on the table. It was listed in detail. Bai Liuyin's ten years of development experience