She looked up again at the imposing Li Group building so close at hand.
The skyscrapers shooting up into the sky looked like towering giants under the brilliant afterglow, with two rows of greenery that were grand and atmospheric; the scattered shops encircling the Li Group's building seemed like stars cradling the moon in the center. Even the air seemed imbued with an elite essence, as everyone walking on the sidewalks wore sharp business suits.
That distinct, head-on feeling of being out of the ordinary was the impression that Li Shengxiao gave people.
Rong Yan put her cellphone back into her purse, took a deep breath, averted her gaze, and hailed a taxi by the roadside, leaving Li Group.
No sooner had she left than a guard in a car turning the corner not far off made a phone call to Lin Tingfeng, "Hello, General. She didn't go to see Mr. Li but took a taxi and left. Should we continue following her? Yes, I understand."