"What needs to be discussed on Floor B7 that couldn't wait? Didn't I say I was super busy these days—what the fuck?!"
Refuge Shelter's Floor B7.
The moment Yin Fang reluctantly stepped out of the elevator and into Floor B7, he was frozen in place, with a dumbfounded look on his face.
After a moment of stupor, he mechanically turned his neck, looking at Chu Guang, who was standing beside the terminal with a smile, and said in disbelief,
"...Is this the refuge shelter you manage?"
Chu Guang nodded.
"Obviously, it is."
Seeing him nod nonchalantly, Yin Fang almost couldn't help spitting out,
"Why didn't you show it earlier?!"
Hearing this, Chu Guang's expression became subtly nuanced.
I surely would have wanted to!
But what could I do if the First Generation Manager wouldn't let me?
