Would Nan Xin like the rose wall? Li San couldn't say for sure.
But there was no doubt that his subordinates were all idiots.
Li San waved Ah Rui away, telling him to get as far away as he could, then rested the laptop on his lap, opening the border inquiry information system with a blank expression.
Bai Chan, is it?
A seemingly genteel but cunning assistant, he wanted to see what Bai Chan was all about.
The border information network encompassed everything under the sky, something Li San was proud of and had bragged about to Li Qiao, claiming that even grasshopper movements could be tracked.
Then, twenty minutes later, the system's information page gave him a harsh slap in the face.
Bai Chan's information was unclear, and there was no such person found.
Or rather, the only thing that could be found was a worthless job resume.
