Slowly the night grew more and more sea, and before dawn. A man walked out of the office building with languid steps and a gloomy face. He approached his car and knocked on the windshield.
"Knock...knock...knock!" The knocking sound woke his personal driver, and the private driver immediately got out of the car to greet his master. Opened the car door for his master, then his master got into the car. Then the private driver immediately got into the car, and on the orders of his master to leave the building immediately.
On the way back home, darkness still dominates this place, even the night wind is piercing the skin and the morning dew is starting to show. Kim Zhe, is that poor man. His face was no longer shining, he looked gloomy and sad. Even all his employees know this sadness. But K
