The Deep Space Matrix offices were ablaze with light. All the middle and senior management had gathered in the conference room to watch Lin Qian’s livestream.
"She’s actually pulling this? What a bitch!" Su Yurou, her face twisted with resentment, grabbed a water glass from the table and smashed it against the floor.
Gu Chenxi, who had been sitting with a stony expression, shot her a cold glance. She immediately lowered her head and fell silent.
Chapter 42