The night fell like thick ink, the glass curtain walls reflecting the fragmented neon lights.
A black sedan pulled into the skyscraper's main entrance, its taillights trailing two crimson tracks on the stone steps.
"Qing-ge!!"
Old Qiao and Lv Chen stood at the doorway waiting.
As the figure stepped out of the car, they immediately approached.
Besides the two of them, another person also walked up with a smile.
"Hello, I am Xiao Yunliang, one of the executives of the Purple Stone Commerce Association."
Fang Qingyu first greeted Old Qiao and Lv Chen, then extended his hand.
He looked at Xiao Yunliang, who bore the title in red.
"Fang Qingyu."
"Come on, let's go inside and talk."
Old Qiao scratched his head after the greetings and pointed at the skyscraper entrance with a goofy grin.
This was, after all, Fang Qingyu's first time meeting an executive of the Purple Stone Commerce Association.
He wasn't sure what they needed from him today.
