The secretary appeared in front of Lu Qing with an apologetic look, and the person in charge behind him was tense and serious, not daring to meet Lu Qing's gaze.
"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to disappoint you, it was my negligence."
Lu Qing said nothing, instead showing an extremely calm expression: "A mole."
"Mr. Lu, what did you say?"
"There's definitely a mole in the company, we must root them out."
Lu Xing drove to the Lu Family's old house.
Old Sir Lu was in a leisurely mood today, having invited several old friends over for tea, and his loneliness was alleviated by their arrival. It was not until he had sent off his friends that he noticed a car parked outside.
Lu Xing got out of the car and walked straight towards Old Sir Lu, with a subtle smile in his eyes. He seemed more lively overall.
"Looks like there were quite a few guests."
