On the wall hung several abstract paintings, vibrant yet appearing dull under the dazzling light.
The general manager, Lu Chenjia, sat behind the spacious desk, fingers lightly tapping on the keyboard, as various data and graphs flickered on the screen.
Lu Chenjia looked at the dizzying financial reports. Although the overall revenue remained considerable, the expenditures were equally alarming, especially several ongoing secret experiments, which seemed like a bottomless pit.
"Bright burns nothing but money!"
Lu Chenjia sighed with some emotion, as a faint golden gleam flashed in his doubting eyes.
Bzz Bzz Bzz—
Lu Chenjia opened a text message on his phone. It was a few hundred words long; he glanced over it casually.
Soon, Lu Chenjia's expression became slightly serious. Compared to Qian Huan's urgency, Lu Chenjia's face showed little change. He simply picked up a pen and wrote two names casually on a sheet of paper:
Octagonal Cage Beast Fighting Plan
Qian Huan
