Qi Group Headquarters.
Previously, whenever Qi Si stayed in the Beijing headquarters building for a period, everyone would be on tenterhooks every day.
Today, that man, already cold and heartless, appeared as if he were a mine packed with explosives, radiating a dark aura of low pressure that swept across the vicinity, making everyone within several meters dare not approach, even those passing by a few meters away hurried on with their heads down, afraid to even glance his way.
Terrifying!
Especially those who entered his office to give reports, they would take in a deep breath, stiffen their scalps and shuffle inside, but when they emerged, their faces were ashen and their calves trembled!
More terrifying than the Demon King was this Demon God, whose very breath they could not afford to touch.
It meant death!
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Shen Yan stared blankly outside the yard.
Her phone that was placed on the table rang several times without her answering.
After a pause, the phone buzzed again.