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.,Chu Zhaonan's eyes became sharp, his body immediately tensed up: "What do you mean by that","I'm sure you understand what I'm trying to say. From your expression, I've already figured everything out. You should have a pair of the same sunglasses."。