The brutal Thunder Yama

Lei Corporation, International Conference hall.

After a ten-minute break, Yan Beichen pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he entered, the shareholders of the Lei Corporation raised their heads and looked at him for help.

There was a dead silence in the luxurious conference hall. Although it was a meeting, no one dared to leave their seats.

Everyone's face was bitter.

He didn't know why, but Thunder Hades was in a particularly bad mood today.

The cold air could be clearly transmitted to the CEOs of Lei Corporation branches all over the world through the split-screen TV wall system.

Yan beixiao's expressionless eyes swept across the room.

In his heart, the little one was madly kneeling on the ground and howling!

What could he do?

His good years might end after he opened his mouth!

"Ah Xiao ..."

Yan beixiao had rinsed his mouth and washed his hands before he came in, afraid that the smell of the salted crispy chicken would expose him!