C420 Death Analysis

Lincheng, late at night at the Sangrove Manor Hotel.

The administrative building's conference room was brightly lit. All the top departments had a meeting all night to sort out the seasonal data, including Jing Boran.

In the wee hours of the morning, everyone rested for a few dozen minutes. There were those who were quick on the outside, those who made coffee, and those who were bored on TV