Yan Zhengjie shook his mind and forced himself to wake up.

Lin Xiaohui's office has arrived.

A young man at the door looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Lin has been waiting for you for a long time."

"I'm late?"

Yan Zhengjie was stunned.

"No...but Mr. Lin doesn't like waiting for others."

The young man said lightly, "There are too many things recently, so be careful when you speak."

Damn it, it's up to people.

Yan Zhengjie knew that he was Lin Xiaohui's personal secretary, named Huo Yun.

A top student from Columbia University was brought by Lin Xiaohui to train.

"Thank you for the reminder."

Yan Zhengjie nodded at Huo Yun and pushed the door open and entered.

The spacious office is enough to accommodate a ten-player basketball player. In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, with a figure standing with his back to the door.

Tall, well-proportioned and capable short black hair.

Although he was wearing a suit and his hands were in his pockets, Yan Zhengjie could still feel a sense of oppression.

Fifty-ninth floor, condescending.
Chapter completed!