Chapter 325 - 321: Massacre (3)
Upon entering the 10th-floor lobby successfully, Ling Chen smiled to himself — thugs will be thugs; too easy to deceive, without any vigilance.
According to the information gathered from those people, the middle management of Dongyi Group should all be in the conference room. By this time, all the staff on the floor had left work, leaving only the underlings.
Ling Chen strode confidently through the crowd, raising no suspicions. With so many underlings in Dongyi Group, and not everyone knowing each other, no one cared to pry into each other’s affairs or to question one’s identity — that’s the difference between amateurs and professionals.
The conference room was easy to find; one just needed to head where the thugs were most concentrated. Ling Chen passed through the crowd and headed straight for the door of the conference room, then pushed it open and walked in.
In the spacious, well-lit conference room filled with smoke, seven middle-aged men in suits sat upright, with cigarettes in their hands, while the ashtrays on the table were already filled with cigarette butts.
Ling Chen closed the large door of the conference room, locked it, and the corners of his mouth lifted in a faint smile as he looked at the seven middle-level leaders of Dongyi Group.
A middle-aged man who had taken off his suit jacket, wearing a white shirt, his sleeves rolled up, glanced at Ling Chen and asked impatiently, "What’s the matter?"
"Mr. Deng sent me with a message," said Ling Chen casually. The mention of ’Mr. Deng’ immediately caught everyone’s attention, and someone impatiently asked, "Does that mean we can leave now?"
Ling Chen smiled without answering, walking straight to between two middle-aged men, laying his hands on their shoulders. Seeing his actions, the two men’s brows furrowed slightly, showing a touch of displeasure.
This person lacks respect for his elders.