According to the time, Chang Ling should have arrived by now.
At this moment, everyone in the office was attracted to the door. It was not because a person suddenly entered, but because Chang Ling was holding a gun in his hand, and the black muzzle was pointed at Lang Nan in the middle.
Although the surrounding bodyguards had the responsibility to protect him, they still had the mentality to retreat when they were really facing death.
"President Shan, are you alright? I'm late." Chang Ling glanced around from the corner of his eye, completely ignoring the existence of the others. "When I arrived nearby, I saw this group of people guarding the door, so I delayed some time."
"It's fine. You came just in time." Shan Yue's red lips parted and closed as she looked at Lang Nan. "Besides, aren't these people under Deputy Governor Lang too naive to want to hurt me?"
