When the four arrived at Fang Jinghua's office, Lu Yao finally knew Fang Jinghua had lived a hard life over these past few days. He was the richest man in Shuangta City, but his office was only about thirty square meters. There were no suites, and there was a set of wrinkled bedding on a leather sofa that was sort of decent. Fang Jinghua's daily toiletries were placed on the windowsill.

It was obvious that Fang Jinghua was in charge of the company's affairs in Xijing ...