Si Group
Jiang Zhaolin followed the secretary all the way into Jiang Chengsi's office. During working hours, he didn't encounter many people, and the décor of the office area was simple, understated, solemn, and reserved.
He hadn't been in such a company for a long time and recalled the days when he was influential at Jiang's.
The huge gap inevitably left a bitter taste in his heart.
"Fourth Master, Mr. Jiang is here." The secretary led him into the room.
Jiang Zhaolin didn't expect Jiang Jinsang to be there too. He was just sitting there in a perfectly fitting suit, with a huge floor-to-ceiling window behind him. Today, the sunlight wasn't particularly bright, but it made his skin look even more cold and pale.
He seemed like a person without blood, without warmth.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chengsi, who was sitting next to him, although wearing a suit, seemed rather relaxed in his own working area, his posture even less than proper.
As usual, he's never serious.
