The man in black standing before him must be Feng Yueyang's assistant or bodyguard.
Definitely someone he cannot afford to offend.
He had no idea why this man was waiting at the elevator—was he specifically waiting for him?
Chong Ming glanced at Xu Si, who was hiding behind Zhu Shou, and smiled slyly: "You, yes you, come here."
Xu Si instinctively felt a touch of fear and clutched Zhu Shou's sleeve: "President Zhu…."
Zhu Shou patted his hand: "Don't be afraid, this gentleman is calling you, go on."
Chong Ming raised an eyebrow: "What? Afraid I'll eat you or something?"
Xu Si bit his lip, steeling his nerves as he stepped forward.
Danger often came hand in hand with opportunity; he'd rather take the gamble.
A large hand extended toward him. The broad palm was rough with calluses.
Xu Si paused in confusion: "What?"
"Your phone."
Xu Si instinctively handed over his phone.
The man unlocked it using facial recognition and took immediate control.
