Urban Dark Lord

Chu Zhaonan was sitting in his office chair flipping through financial reports. Recently, he had been very concerned about financial matters; the company's statements were reported daily and needed to be compiled into special analysis reports.,Wang Zheng took off his sunglasses and sat down casually on the sofa. He said, "Shangguan Yunxiao is dead. I killed him.",Chu Zhaonan's body had already gone limp in the chair, having no strength to even move!。