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Chapter 1395 : Snowy Night 1

Zhao Wusheng paused, and starting from Liang Dongtian, he looked at everyone in the conference room one by one, as if he wanted to remember their appearance and turn into ghosts to take revenge.

Several people were stunned by the sight of Zhao Wusheng and simply turned away.

After Zhao Wusheng finished reading, he walked back to the window.

The conference room was quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Zhao Wusheng looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly said: "It's snowing so heavily."[

From my point of view, the window outside the window was indeed completely white, and the world was completely covered by the sworn snowflakes.

This is the thirteenth floor. If you jump down after investing in shares, it is absolutely impossible for the miracle of life to happen.

The entire conference room was waiting with bated breath. I blinked a little, and Zhao Wusheng put his hands on the window sill, jumped hard, and his whole body flew out like a big bird.

"Brother Zhao!" I shouted heartbreakingly, tears bursting out of my eyes instantly.

There was silence in the conference room.

Zhai Guang retreated silently and jumped down from the table.

Is it over? Is it all over?

I don’t know how much time passed, but the conference room was still quiet. No one spoke or moved. Even though this was a group of characters who usually kill people, seeing such a scene was still very shocking.

I was the only one crying, crying, crying.

I didn’t know what I was crying about, but I always felt very uncomfortable. In my mind, I kept thinking about every moment when I was with Zhao Wusheng. When we met for the first time, he came over to toast me with a glass of wine. When we met for the second time,

, he sent someone to tease Chen Zhe severely.

Although he has used me as a pawn many times, I don't know why, but I can never hate him. Is it because of his deep love for the old-fashioned?

I squatted on the ground, whimpering. What would Zhang Yujie do if he knew the news? He would definitely be more sad than me, right? The relative he regarded as the boss!

I don’t know how long it took, but time seemed to have stopped. There was no sound in the entire conference room except my whimpering. I didn’t even know what they were doing when I lowered my head and cried.

Dazed? Confused? Regretful? Guilty? Shocked? Speechless?


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