Qin Shaonan glanced at Ji Yan, who was running fast, and extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
He walked to the bathroom in the small suite, stood in front of the full-length mirror, looked at himself, removed the blood-stained bandage from his hand, and coldly tossed it into the trash can. He changed into a spare suit from the closet and left the room.
Jiang Ting was tidying up the materials needed for the meeting when he heard the door open behind him, causing a chilling sensation down his back.
Qin Shaonan approached and paused for a few seconds in front of his desk, "Let's go to the meeting."
Jiang Ting responded with an "Oh," and reflexively stood up. Seeing Mr. Xiaoqin's footsteps moving away, he quickly picked up the materials and followed without daring to make a sound, just watching from behind, feeling as if Mr. Xiaoqin's steps carried a murderous aura.
