At this moment, at the headquarters of Shilan Jewelry.
In the top-floor office, the golden sunlight streamed over the cold-toned floor. In front of the angular black desk, Cheng Jinyan sat with his head lowered, his emotionless black eyes slowly scanning the documents in his hands.
The office was extremely quiet, with mischievous rays of light casting themselves over his shoulders and face, adding a touch of softness to the man's indifferent and hard features.
Knock knock knock.
The office door was knocked.
Cheng Jinyan said deeply, 'Come in,' and the secretary in a tailored suit pushed the door open and walked in.
"President Cheng, I've found the license plate number you asked me to investigate last time."
Cheng Jinyan immediately raised his head.
A month ago, Cheng Jinyan encountered Ruan Qi on the flight back to the Imperial Capital from Shanghu City. After landing at Imperial Capital Airport, on his way home, he came across a black Cullinan.
