Bab 48: 048 Left-handed: Excuse me

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The Jiang Consortium, a grand and solemn CEO's office at the topmost level.

The round-arched floor-to-ceiling windows captured the best views of Capital City.

What does it mean to stand at the apex of the pyramid?

That was Jiang Xuan

The WeChat message he sent to Xia Ye, he had edited for 10 minutes.

He wrote and deleted, resulting in over a hundred characters.

In the end, only three were left.

'Wish, success.'

Jiang Xuan was fairly satisfied.

Shen Jing stood rigidly to one side, waiting until the CEO's message was sent before he dared to breathe, for fear of disturbing the CEO's thoughts.

So formal, it must be about a big business deal worth several hundred million!

Glancing at the disinfectant wipes on the office desk, Shen Jing seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly picked them up, "CEO, you seem not to have disinfected since you came back to the office today."