Chapter 1 - 001 The Girl Who Fell from the Overpass
Late at night.
The rain curtain, dark clouds, and darkness shrouded the entire Imperial City, even the air carried a bone-chilling cold and dampness.
On the road, a deep black, supremely luxurious extended Rolls-Royce slowly cruised by.
Inside the car, most of the rain sounds were isolated.
Quiet and comfortable, as if in another world.
"Boss, Mr. Smith wants to talk to you about the project in Manhattan. What do you think?" Secretary Qin respectfully looked at the distinguished man in front of him.
The man, dressed in a valuable white shirt, leaned against the back of the chair, with the top four buttons undone, wickedly exposing an alluring pale chest.
His posture was like a lazy leopard, elegant and noble, yet exuding a wild temptation.
His long legs crossed, the perfect jade-like fingertips were leisurely flipping through the documents in his hand.
Casually and arrogantly.
The atmosphere in the car was oppressive due to the man's silence.