Luo Cheng reached into his pocket and placed his phone on the table.
The movement itself wasn't particularly dramatic.
The effect it produced, however, was immediate.
Several people straightened unconsciously.
Others put away their phones.
Even Liu Pengfei, who had spent the last ten minutes proving that laughter could qualify as a full-body workout, gradually sat upright.
A person didn't need to be intelligent to recognize a serious atmosphere.
Fortunately, everyone present exceeded that minimum requirement.
"Zhang Wei sent me the original report earlier. Guess work's keeping him up as well."
His fingers tapped lightly against the edge of the phone.
"I've read through it three times."
That caught their attention.
Reading something once meant it was important.
Reading it twice meant it was complicated.
Reading it three times usually meant someone had found a problem they didn't like.
Luo Cheng looked around the room.
