Outside the giant floor-to-ceiling windows, a curtain of rain envelops the entire city.
Even in such weather, the streets below remain bustling, the lively scenery not diminished by the wind and rain.
In the luxurious office at the top floor of the Yuanchen Group Building.
Chen Chen sits behind the large desk, gripping his phone tightly, his knuckles seem to tremble slightly from exertion.
He holds his breath, his face tense, as if waiting for a judgment concerning his life and fortune.
Next to him, Secretary Liu stands quietly with hands by his side, body slightly leaning forward, similarly listening intently with a tense expression.
From the phone, a somewhat unruly man's voice emerges:
"Gang Leader Chen, the person you wanted dead has been dealt with, and handled cleanly, ensuring not even a fragment of remains is found."
"Within a week, prepare the remaining money, to be paid entirely in cash."
