Wu Chengdong was forty-five years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, some acne marks on his cheeks, wearing a suit, but he also had the unique temperament of a CEO.

"What's the matter?" Wu Chengdong asked directly.

"That's it." Li Cheng pondered for a while, and said the words he had prepared along the way: "It's about Zi Yan, isn't she a subordinate of Majesty, Majesty has arranged for her these two days.. ...."